“There’s magic involved.”

If you want to witness a truly magical show, go watch Richard Rodgers and Oscar Hammerstein II’s Broadway musical, Cinderella. It’s not even magical in the sense that the plot was a cliché rags to riches story, but literally magical. Dresses form and disappear right before the audience’s very eyes, backflips and tumbles adorn the stage, and a fantastic stage (which include a projector and elaborate physical objects that change frequently) sets the mood. When Rodgers and Hammerstein are the same people who created The Sound of Music, a huge hit, there would probably be high expectations for Cinderella. Cinderella, played by Laura Osnes, and Prince Christopher (Topher for short), played by Santino Fontana, were both remarkable actors and were able to become their character and convey the chemistry between the two characters.

The show starts off with some music and then the prologue, which was rather childish with its cheesy acting. A plethora of soldiers tries to fend off a giant when Prince Topher suddenly comes along and saves the day. After that, the songs – and the humor – start off right away. Prince Topher breaks into song questioning who he is and stops suddenly to shoot a threatening bird in the sky and continues singing right away as if nothing happened, earning a few laughs from the audience.

The Broadway Cinderella follows the story of the original Cinderella very closely, although with a few discrepancies. Cinderella has two stepsisters and a stepmom, goes to a ball that the prince throws after being given a gorgeous dress from her fairy godmother, leaves at midnight, and accidentally leaves the infamous glass slipper behind. The prince searches for her to no avail, so he throws a banquet in an attempt to see her again. Sure enough, Cinderella arrives and the two dance once again. The same thing happens at midnight, but this time she leaves one of the slippers on the staircase. The prince then tries to find the girl of his dreams by seeing whose foot would fit the slipper. After all the wealthy girls try the shoe and fail, Cinderella appears, but no longer in a mind-blowing gown. She is in the rags that she usually wears, but the Prince doesn’t care about her appearance and they get married and live happily ever after.

Although the Broadway Cinderella follows the majority of the plotline of the Disney classic, there were some differences. The stepsisters in the classic are extremely evil to Cinderella. In this adaption, however, one stepsister, Gabrielle, is nowhere near evil. She is actually rather kind to Cinderella. There were definitely more characters in the Broadway version, as well. Unlike the Disney movie, which was purely romance, Broadway’s Cinderella has numerous amounts of clever lines, making the audience stir with laughter.

As a person who was never too fond of fairytales, including Cinderella, it was shocking that I really enjoyed this take on the classic. Maybe it was the humor that dotted the script, the mind-blowing dress transformations, or the captivating music and dances, but I wanted to re-watch the show right after it ended, despite the dent it made on my wallet. The dress transformations were possibly the most enticing parts. An old lady who is wearing old rags suddenly turns into the fairy godmother and with some magic, is wearing an extremely large ball gown. Then there is the first dress transformation with Cinderella, where she is also wearing rags and with some sparkles and the flick of a wand from the fairy godmother, is suddenly wearing a lovely white gown. The third and last transformation is no less spectacular than the previous two. Cinderella is once again wearing her rags and then with some movement that was too fast to catch, she is wearing a thin yellow dress, a completely different color from her rags. The dresses seem to appear from thin air. One moment, Cinderella is wearing loose rags and the next, she is in a large ball gown that clearly has a hoop skirt underneath. It is still a secret of how they made the transformations, as if they really used magic.

The humor in the musical is extremely appreciated. Romance movies can get somewhat too predictable and silly for me, so the humor took away the predictability (Sebastian, a minor character, was faced by many poor people in rags, and was asked by another character who he thought those people were to which Sebastian replied, “From the way they’re dressed, I would think artists”) by making me wonder if the next line was going to be a witty line. With all the actors synchronized, all the songs and dances were a pleasure to see. The director of the show probably wanted to bring back a feeling of nostalgia for the audience. Many members may have watched Cinderella in their childhood, me included, and the directors might have intended to bring back any emotions from that time. The director adds humor into the story, which was absent from the classic, which might have been to stray away from solely romance, and to appeal to an older group. When watching this show, I definitely was brought back into my past, suddenly recalling all the carefree days in which I had time to enjoy Disney movies like Cinderella.

There were a couple of moments in the musical that were odd, however. There is a scene in the show in which there was some talk about how two characters, Jean-Michel and Sebastian, would have an election to see who would become prime minister. However, at the end of the show, there is no mention of the results of the election, as if the entire scene was just to prolong the musical. Also, it became known to me that there was another earlier version of this play in which Cinderella personally presents her glass slipper to Prince Topher the second time she met him (at the banquet). The production I saw involved Cinderella nearly leaving the palace but returning and placing her shoe on the staircase before running away. This raises the question: why is there that difference? Such a seemingly trivial thing, yet that part was changed, so was there a meaning behind the differences?

Those minor details can be easily overlooked, however, and didn’t take away from the overall experience. I even felt like crying when the show ended because such an amazingly crafted musical had come to end. I was nearly going to buy another ticket for another day just so I could relive the laughs and awe for the actors. From the amount of applause and the standing ovation that the actors got at the end of the show, it’s evident that the rest of the audience enjoyed the show as much as I did. Although the show has ended, the magic will last with me forever.

 

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Asian Happiness (Age and Happiness) Sound Sculpture by D.N.A.

This sound sculpture describes the relationship between our age and happiness. As we grow older, our ability to achieve happiness becomes increasingly complex. Our sculpture spans from infancy to elderly. Happiness comes to infants and children easily. At the beginning of our sculpture, we decided to include clapping sounds to indicate a simpler form of happiness. Children require the approval of their parents to achieve happiness and clapping is usually seen as a sign of approval. Children don’t have to work for this type of approval either. They can sit there and do nothing, but still receive positive reinforcement. After the clapping, we added more complex sounds. The addition of sounds are gradual, at one point there are three sounds playing at once. This period represents the development from the infant period to the teenage years.

Most people experience a time of confusion during their teenage years. Teenagers want to experience happiness, but at this point in life they require more to be happy. The simple approval of their parents is simply not enough anymore. They might want more material items or have a desire to fulfill their goals. Everyone’s happiness is different, but without a doubt, it will not remain the same as when they were children.

Around the 36 second mark, when the song becomes more upbeat and loud, it indicates adulthood. When people becomes adults, they gain more freedom than ever before. This freedom is directly related to the choices they can make to be happy. Adults enter this entirely new world, where they face decision more complex than ever to determine their happiness. We intentionally made the music seem like a mess of sounds to portray the complexities of happiness during adulthood. At 45 seconds we have a female voice that talks about love, which resembles the need for humans to have social contact or companions.

After the reference to love we enter the old age. Happiness is still confusing at an elderly age, but more understood than before. The slowing of sounds portray a closure to ones life. The childish laughter towards the end of the piece is an allusion to a new form of happiness taking the form of children or grandchildren. Most of the sound sculpture sounds upbeat and happy because as we age, we have more chances to be happy. Towards the end, it becomes more calm and the volume lowers. This is suppose to be a bittersweet moment, when old age limits happiness, but the elderly have the new generation to look forward to and bring them happiness. We made our interpretation of happiness and age as general as possible with the exception of love and children. Most people experience this change in complexity between happiness as they grow older.

 

Created by D.N.A.
Donald Fung, Nick Djamalidinov, Alan Chen

Work Citied:

Beethoven, Ludwig van. Moonlight Sonata. Crownstar, 2006. MP3.

Coldplay. Viva La Vida. Parlophone and Capital Records, 13 June. 2008. MP3.

Girl’s Generation. I Got a Boy. S.M. Entertainment, 1 Jan. 2013. MP3.

Imagine Dragon. It’s Time. Interscope Records, 18 Aug. 2012. MP3.

Jun, Maeda and Yanagi Nagi. Last Smile. Geneon Universal Entertainment, Feb. 2012. MP3.

Macklemore and Ryan Lewis Feat. Mary Lambert. Same Love. Macklemore LLC, 18       Jul. 2012. MP3.

Shinhwa. Venus. Shinhwa Company, 23 Mar. 2012. MP3.

System S.F. Feat. Anna. Look At the Sky. Konami, 29 Oct. 2002. MP3.

 

Critical Review of “Romeo and Juliet”

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Two star-crossed lovers. Emotionally together but physically separate. The longing, the need, the passion, all portrayed to different extents in the many versions of Shakespeare’s “Romeo and Juliet”. What makes David Leveaux’s production of “Romeo and Juliet” at the Richard Rodgers Theater different?  He puts his audience on the edges of their seats–literally. The play starts with a classic boom with smoke and fire, eliciting gasps of surprise from the audience (myself included). Brent Carver, who plays Friar Laurence, greets us in Elizabethan speech and humors us by understating the next two and a half hours of our lives: watching the unfortunate tale of Romeo (Orlando Bloom) and Juliet (Condola Rashad). Though clichéd and rushed at times, the use of stage and comedy makes this production enjoyable to watch.

In terms of appearance, the Montagues have more of an edge. The hoodies, leather jackets, ripped jeans and combat boots convey a modern “bad boy” feel.  On the other hand, the Capulets elude elegance in their presence. The women wear long, flowy dresses of assorted colors while the men are dressed in suits. They are also barefoot half the time allowing for more graceful movements in comparison to the rough movements of the Montagues sporting chunky combat boots. Though these differences effectively assert the polar opposites in the family background of Romeo and Juliet, I find this cliché.  The idea of an innocent girl falling for the “bad boy” has been used in a countless number of movies and books. There is also a racial “black and white” difference between Orlando Bloom’s and Condola Rashad’s ethnicity which is too literal for me to find original.

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Not only is David Leveaux’s concept of Romeo and Juliet cliché, so is the entrance of Orlando Bloom. It is both exciting and overly dramatic. He makes his first appearance on stage by revving a motorcycle and driving it in three circles before finally stopping to take his helmet off. Of course, the crowd erupts into cheers and claps in recognition of this talented star. This creates a significant pause in the play before resuming, which I find awkward. He deserves applause for his reputable acting skills, but his entrance was so over the top that there seemed to be a break in the performance. It disconnects the audience from the play and makes us feel like bystanders rather than being a part of it. Also, revving around in circles embracing the applause is too egotistical for my taste. How much more stereotypical can the concept of the “bad boy” get than by riding a motorcycle? It is not even used anywhere else in the play.

The timing of “Romeo and Juliet” could have been better planned. The crescendo to the climax takes too long, leaving the audience unentertained. The death of Mercutio is poorly executed–he runs away cradling his bloody finger and is pronounced dead several minutes later, which I find unrealistic. Romeo then kills Tybalt creating another sudden casualty. The audience has very little time to register both of their deaths. From there, another long hour passes until we finally reach Romeo and Juliet’s decisions to intake poison.

Although the use of stage props is scarce, it amplifies the meaning of each prop used. Sand covers the outermost edges of the stage. There are a few chairs in the back corner and a large bell that descends when needed. A large wall covered in Renaissance like paintings of women and graffiti changes between every scene. I find the set decorator, Jesse Poleshuck’s use of the wall both smart and significant. It is able to separate into three sliding pieces, creating scenes that never look the same. Sometimes, two pieces are used to establish different point of views. When the pieces are close together, it creates a sense of privacy and secrecy while wide spaces feel more lively and inviting. The wall is also used to show a division of rooms, efficiently utilizing the limited space available on stage.

An original aspect I do enjoy is David Leveaux’s incorporation of comedic relief. Since the tale is a tragedy, comedic relief helps the audience feel more at ease. Spontaneous acts of humor are carefully incorporated into the script to make them believable. This is the first time I have seen Juliet’s personality show qualities of wit and sarcasm. The funniest character is definitely Christian Camargo, who plays Mercutio. His inappropriate behavior and his tendency to talk lightly about sex never fail to draw laughter from the audience. A close second is Jayne Houdyshell, who plays the Nurse. Though she is surprisingly sassy, it is easy to like her loving personality.  Whenever jokes are made, the audience laughs freely instead of feeling forced to awkwardly laugh.

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Though the play could use improvements towards time management and originality, it is still enjoyable. From the moments of sweet passion between Orlando Bloom and Condola Rashad to the heated fights amid the Capulets and the Montagues, “Romeo and Juliet” is the play to watch if you or your friends are craving something romantic. Plus, Orlando Bloom’s a cutie.

Gallery Nine5

Located in a homey neighborhood next to the busy Chinatown, Gallery Nine5 is maybe the size of your typical deli. Get off the 6 train on Spring Street, and it is only a three blocks walk. If I had not been actively looking for it, I would have walked right past its glass doors.

The first sculpture you would see as you enter the small gallery space is David Inox by Alben, a headshot of what might possibly be the famous David by Michelangelo. You would wonder what the resin is filled with and upon closer inspection, you would realize that it’s utensils: spoons and forks and knives.

Directly across from David Inox is FALL by Jessica Lichtenstein. Now, are you the type to see an image first or the word that the image makes first? Because behind the thick layer of acrylic base that spelled the word “fall” was a black and white print of tress over a lake. You might think that leaves were falling off the tree, but upon closer inspection, you would be shockingly surprised to find hentai girls instead of leaves.

A little past FALL, around the corner of the wall, you would find an organized mess of wires propped up on a wooden base. Unlike the reoccurring trend of taking a closer inspection, you would have to take a few steps back to appreciate the profile of Obama found in the wires. Tension (Obama) by Michael Murphy is reminiscent of the president’s 2008 change posters.

The art throughout the gallery defies our traditional conception of paint on canvas art, and challenges our modern conception of mixed media art. In his sculptures, Ignacio Muñoz Vicuña uses “paint as a muse rather than a medium” to capture the movement and texture of the paint itself. The folds and drapes of his canvases on wood are supposed to embody that fluid movement. Compared to traditional paint on canvas art, Vicuña challenges the idea of modern art by making color singularly art.

Similarly, Katherine Mann combines the idea of paint on canvas in an explosive mixed media sense. In her Cloud in Oil piece, she uses acrylic and sumi ink on paper to illustrate the “chaos and contingency of an organic environment.” Her highly patterned painting might seem abstract, but in that confusion of shape and color, Mann creates a space where chaos makes sense. Her shapes and colors grow off each other in an organic process.

At the same time, Steve Ellis uses the traditional idea of paint on canvas to introduce a modern art piece. In his Monster Storm piece, he uses oil to illustrate a fictitious scene through realism. In an almost angry manner, vibrant colors rip into a copper-colored cityscape of New York City. Sharp corners poke at the edges of each other in an overlapping manner, but it’s not busy enough to be overwhelming. You make out words so well-proportioned that you wouldn’t believe it wasn’t mixed media.

I asked Irina Gusin, director of external affairs, how they chose which pieces to display. She told me that the gallery owner would contact artists that he was interested in, and would represent them in Gallery Nine5 if they were not represented elsewhere. Much like the unknown Gallery Nine5, simply another gallery within the near seventy other galleries in the general area, the artists that I encountered there were also unknown until that day.

I enjoyed the time spent mulling over the concepts of art at Gallery Nine5 as a result of the art displayed. I also really recommend for anyone to go because the sculptures on display are a lot more breathtaking in person.  You would definitely be pleasantly amused.

Another Book in the Wall: A Review of Matilda the Musical

  Starring the young but cheeky Bailey Ryon, “Matilda the Musical” is a story that takes audience members back to their childhood years full of simple views of the world, terrifying first days of school, and that aching longing to grow up. However, Matilda Wormwood deviates from the norm of most children; she is a five-year-old bookworm, genius, and master of wit trapped in an unfair world. While most of her peers throughout the play claim – in voices too melodic and innocent to be construed as bratty – that “Mummy says I’m a miracle,” Matilda’s illiterate, television-crazy parents cite her as a reason for “population control.” However, Matilda does not let “a little thing like little stop [her].” In order to cope with her indifferent parents and former Olympic champion headmistress Miss Trunchbull, Matilda plays small tricks (“Sometimes you’ve got to be a little bit naughty!”), gets lost in books, and even develops super powers along the way. The library is her only escape, where she borrows advanced novels such as Crime and Punishment and creates captivating stories of her own, including exaggerations about her own life; for example, she tells the librarian the heartbreaking lie that her parents tell her they are “so proud of [her]…[she is] like winning the lottery.” One would expect this to be a musical for children and, indeed, many young ones littered the audience. However, due to the musical being two and a half hours, they could be heard rustling around impatiently, and some of the subject material contained very adult themes, murder being only one example. I found the musical to be a mix of appeals to the two audiences, the surface plot and effects giving children an easier view of the play, and the deeper themes and innuendos forming a different story for adults and parents.

The musical’s design is beautifully done, captivating the audience before the show even begins with its colorful air display. Set designer Rob Howell outdid himself here. An explosion of block letters containing the words “joy,” “beautiful,” “phenome,” and “child”, borders the stage. Much of the on-stage performance relies on words to establish setting; block letters are spaced throughout the scenes of the library shelves commanding “shush” and “silence,” in addition to a clock with the letters of “time” spaced around its face. A black sheet displaying the word “soot” replaces the fire in Matilda’s fireplace, and Matilda’s laughably stupid brother named Michael wears a sweatshirt reading “genius.” The most strategic use of letters and words is done in a scene which depicts the previously mentioned “miracle” children arriving at the school gates on their first day. Red lights and a long prison-cell-shaped shadow cast on the floor tells the audience that it is going to be a hellish experience.  Older students recite, through song, mythical horror stories of the evil Miss Trunchbull. As the stories unfold, glowing block letters of the alphabet are pushed in order through the open holes of the gates, and as each one is pushed out the older children emphasize that letter in a word of the song. All this is done while actors jump and climb the iron of the gates from letter to letter, furthering the imagery of prisoners in a cell. This was extremely creative, emphasizing the recurring theme of small letters (and people) forming big stories.

Craig Bierko plays the role of Miss Trunchbull. Though this gender-defying role could have been used merely to make a social statement, it effectively depicted Trunchbull’s true masculine character as the original author, Roald Dahl, intended. She was starkly contrasted to the fragile Miss Honey, who counters Miss Trunchbull’s animalistic view on rules and regulations with emotion and sympathy. Miss Honey, Matilda’s sweet and bookish schoolteacher always adorned in modest floral print dresses, is overcoming her own battle to stand up for herself. While Miss Trunchbull dreamily, yet cruelly, imagines a “perfect” world with no children, Miss Honey is inspired by Matilda to help this “miracle” and “joy” of a child (relating back to the words set up above the set), no matter what it takes.

The theme of letters and words was taken to the next level as some parts of the musical’s plot were told through narration rather than acted out. For example, Matilda tells the overenthusiastic and slightly wacky librarian, played by Karen Aldridge, a heartbreaking story of a child whose loving parents were tricked and killed off by an evil aunt. Matilda later finds out that she didn’t make this story up (it’s a superpower thing), but that it is the life story of Miss Honey, whose aunt is none other than the formidable Miss Trunchbull. Matilda’s storytelling  scenes consists of the spotlight going dim on her and the light turning to the rest of the stage where the story is acted out behind her. This is accompanied by background music and noises, and character’s voices that overlap Matilda’s during dialogue. This shows how a story can transcend beyond words and come to life. The story was picked up every time Matilda made a visit to the library. I was on the edge of my seat each time the story was continued, waiting to find out what happened next in this small subplot; however, Matilda would suddenly stop at the worst possible time. The librarian would have a small panic attack about the cliffhanger, receiving many understanding laughs and frustrated groans from the audience. Matilda’s telling of the story ended with the fact that the young girl was left in the hands of her horrible aunt; however, once it is found out that the story is real, it intertwines with the bigger picture and is carried on to a happy ending as Matilda uses her superpowers to pretend to be Miss Honey’s father’s ghost, drives Miss Trunchbull out of town, and is adopted by the sweet schoolteacher.

“Matilda” centers heavily around the idea of children coping with the realization that life is not fair. These children are thrust into the real world, where their parents cannot protect them, a terrifying experience to which that many of us, young and old, can relate. The most striking number that stayed with me days after I attended Matilda was Tim Minchin’s “When I Grow Up,” performed on several dangling swing sets. The “miracle” schoolchildren, each with their own unique personality to define them despite the similarity of their gray uniforms, wistfully sing about waking up late, watching cartoons, lying in the sun, and eating candy all day when they’re taller and grown up. They jump onto the swings with their bodies flat, soaring forward with outstretched arms as if to grasp that future. The children’s sweet, simple voices echoed the dreams of the younger viewers, while bringing the older audience back to a nostalgic place where the future was full of possibility. However, soon Miss Honey sits on a swing and continues the song, revealing that sometimes we grow up and don’t become invincible, or even have ourselves figured out. Matilda then arrives and sings the chorus of an earlier solo, saying that you do not have to just accept the unfair things in life, but can and must do something about them. Indeed, the play itself does not end on a dark note: though the kids are only “revolting children” according to the grown-ups, they perform a play on words by “revolting.” They stand on their school desks in the final scene, once Miss Trunchbull is thrown out of town, and find their freedom, shouting “We are revolting children!” Soloists belt out soulfully strong notes while rhythmically clapping their hands and pumping their fists in the air to form a defiant beat that encourages the audience’s participation.

The musical is a bit modernized with its heavy involvement of Russians, a hot topic in America these days. This element and plot twist was not in either the original book by Roald Dahl or 1996 movie. Matilda’s father works for a car business where he scams people for a living. His subjects at this particular time are Russians, and all throughout the play subtle comments mock both the people and their language. The loud Mrs. Wormwood, accurately dressed in a gaudy outfit complete with neon pink fishnet stockings, at one point screams that she saw on the “telly” once that Russians are nocturnal. It turns out that Mr. Wormwood has been trying to fool not your ordinary Ruskies, but the Russian mob, the leader of which gives Matilda the option to punish her father Russian mafia style, as he is impressed by her intellect and knowledge of his language (which she learned in order to read the original versions of Dostoevsky novels). In a great act of kindness that accentuates her spunky yet kind character, Matilda says no, because Mr. Wormwood is her father, although he is “very stupid.” One could hear the collective sigh of parents who didn’t have to deal with covering their children’s eyes from a murder scene. Many of the jokes in this scene were plays on words in the Russian language. The mob leader says “Matilda,” and his cronies, hearing the “da” sound – which means “yes” in Russian – jump up to kill Mr. Wormwood. Things like this tend to go over the heads of the children this show supposedly targets, but creates a hysterical addition for the adults!

Overall, “Matilda the Musical” appeals to and can be understood by all ages, and I believe it should be advertised as so. Though there were simpler aspects appealing to children such as green “lasers” shooting out across the air of the theater, balloons, and trampolines, there were also much deeper and somewhat darker connections, messages, and jokes that could teach even a college student a lesson or two. It
was, indeed, a miracle.

American Modern in The Modern

While walking on Fifty-third Street, I pass corporate buildings, retail stores and halal stands. Not the sites I expect to see near a world famous museum. Brushing off my surprise, I arrive to my destination and briefly stand at the entrance. Only revolving doors are used to enter. I hate revolving doors.

Employees are selling tickets while visitors are sprawled along the strangely shaped seats. I get my ticket, check-in my bag, and my first visit to the Museum of Modern Art begins.

Roberta Smith’s unfavorable review of the Modern’s recent addition, the American Modern exhibit, is fresh in my mind as I creep up the stairs expecting a tasteless collection of art, too artsy for me to comprehend. After a sharp left followed by two glass doors, not the revolving type, I find myself in a relatively small room with art. Modern American Art.

Edward Hopper’s Lonely House is the first piece I see. I expect a large, grandiose work with abstract shapes and vibrant colors. Lonely House is no bigger than my hand, black and white, and depicts a house. I stare in disbelief. People look over my shoulder and move on while I slowly realize that I have much to learn about art. I continue.

A collage of what seems to be random objects is next in the exhibit. Arthur Dove mounts mirrored plates, springs, steel wool, glue, nails and a lens on a board. I see my reflection in the plate. Now this deserves to be in the Museum of Modern Art. I gawk at the creativity behind it, but I soon think, what is it? If it has no meaning, is it still considered art? If no, what is the meaning? Questions pile on top of one another and I have no answers. I am too embarrassed to ask my questions to those around me, even though they may know little more than I do. I continue.

Georgia O’Keefe is next. I see beautiful watercolor, charcoal and pastel paintings. Exactly what I imagine when modern art is mentioned. From the few of her paintings on display, Train at Night in the Desert is my favorite. Describing the physical features of the piece is difficult, but I can express the memories and emotions it evokes. I remember the boring days spent riding my bike with a few dollars in my pocket and a friend accompanying me. The days of pure content. Many people are surrounding O’Keefe’s work so I assume she is a well-known artist. I continue.

I literally walk into the next section, which is a whole wall dedicated to Charles Burchfield’s work. Charles Burchfield “was an American painter and visionary artist,” and his paintings are amazing. Sunflowers are in many of his pieces, all with vivid color and abstract qualities. Spending time observing his ten pieces on display, I wish I knew more about art so I can truly appreciate his paintings. I vow that next time I visit The Modern I will be well informed on the history and implications of art. With that in mind, I continue.

Joseph Stella’s First Light is to the left of Burchfield’s wall. I take a quick glance and move on. However, I soon remember that understanding art takes time. Rushing back, I stare intently. Waiting patiently for a revelation. I notice the layers. The bottom is green with grey, yellow and blue following. A green blob resembling a tree is in the center and I do not know how to interpret it. Questions quickly form, but I ignore them. I want to come to a conclusion, but I cannot. Am I asking the right questions or is asking questions wrong? Will an emotional response click like with other paintings? Once again, I have much to learn and I continue.

Ben Shahn, known for his social realist work, follows Stella. A photograph and a painting of his are shown together in the American Modern Exhibit. The painting matches the photograph, both depicting a group of men playing handball in 1939. Even with my limited knowledge of art I know social realism when I see it. Shahn is depicting the life of hard working immigrants at the time.  I am proud that I know something about art, albeit one painting and photograph. With some gained confidence I continue.

Finally, my favorite artist, Jacob Lawerance, is next. Lawerance deemed his art as dynamic cubism and specialized in displaying African American struggle. I instantly connect with Lawerances work because I see exactly what he wants to convey. Pain. He makes the pain and adversity of African Americans very clear, not through physical depictions, but through symbolic representations. His use of dark and bold colors contrast one another shows conflict and struggle.

After seeing several additional pieces, I finish my visit to the American Modern exhibit. My main thought is that Roberta Smith’s review the American Modern Exhibit is far too critical. Smith attacks the Modern by saying that “it can often be found paddling about in the lukewarm waters of the shallow end.” As a well-informed art critic, Smith has more voice in the art world than I do, but I still believe The Museum of Modern Art displays several revolutionary selections of art. Ivan Le Lorraine’s painting, Albright Woman, being one of these selections.

The American Modern Exhibit is small and I left wondering why an exhibit was dedicated to American made art. The fact that all of the pieces in the room are American made does not leave me with a sense of national pride. Art is universal and the works shown deserve to be displayed with the rest of the art in the museum. While the artist’s pieces in the American Modern Exhibit is wonderful to see, I only wish it was side-by-side other works from around the world.

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“The Recommendation” Review

Isn’t it amazing when something exceeds your expectations?” These are the words my mother said to me over the phone as I explained my experience seeing Jonathan Caren’s “The Recommendation.”  From the plot to the acting, this 3-person play at the tiny Flea Theater in Tribeca went above and beyond any assumption I had when I first sat down at 7 pm Monday night.

I attended this show with Adona and Diana. As we walked in to the theater, we all silently thought the same thing: where are we and what are we doing here? The Flea Theater is very small, and the play being in its basement simply reminded me of the plays my cousins and I used to put on in my living room.  Originally, the atmosphere seemed very unprofessional. We were seated in the first out of two rows of foldable chairs – not exactly the type of seats you’d think you’d be sitting in at a legitimate play. Imagine this: an almost average-sized basement filled with two rows of chairs, with the rest being the ‘stage.’ It’s easy to understand why I would find it difficult to feel the ambiance. Yet, as soon as the show started, I had no problem whatsoever. The acting, the music, and the lighting all contributed to this and I have to say, I was extremely impressed.

The plot, while simple, was extremely deep and powerful. It tells the tale of two men who meet in college – white, well-to-do Aaron Feldman, or simply Feldman, and black, average Iskinder Idoku, or Izzy. Feldman, who aspires to become a successful filmmaker, lives a more lax life, as opposed to Izzy, the son of an Ethiopian immigrant, who works hard as a law student because he has no other choice.  These college room mates become best friends, and Feldman takes it upon himself to use his connections – i.e. his wealthy lawyer father – to help Izzy advance in his life; that’s what friends do, right? The story continues by conveying other ways Feldman lends a hand to his best friend; he even allows Izzy to use his father’s credit card to go suit shopping.

The play carries on through their lives, and we find Izzy as a thriving lawyer and Feldman as a struggling movie assistant. I found it very interesting to see the roles reversing a bit, later on realizing the foreshadowing that was taking place. After some time, Feldman finds himself in jail for what he thinks is a broken taillight (we later find out that he was driving with a suspended license). In his holding cell, Feldman meets Dwight Barnes, a black man who doesn’t seem all there. After his parents decide to teach him a lesson and refuse to pay bail, Feldman must rely on this stranger if he wants to make it out alive of this unfamiliar world. Things progress, the two somehow end up in an actual county jail, and Feldman admits a shocking confession about a crime he committed at 15 to Dwight. Dwight promises to keep the secret to his grave and the two come to an agreement to “scratch each others back”: Dwight would help Feldman get out of jail so long as Feldman returns the favor with the assistance of his lawyer father. Once Feldman is released from jail, he neglects his deal with Dwight. Five years later, Feldman fulfills his lifelong dream of making a movie and Izzy, a highly successful lawyer, decides to take a certain criminal’s pro bono case – Dwight Barnes. Feldman begs Izzy to drop the case, out of fear that the criminal would be angry with him and would reveal his offence to the world. Izzy must make a choice between obeying Feldman’s wish and helping Dwight. This choice symbolizes something greater: should Izzy comply with best friend, or assist someone of his race?

“The Recommendation” proceeds, and the themes of loyalty, friendship, race become very prevalent and important. The relationship between Izzy and Feldman is highly strained. Tensions rise as Feldman explains that after all he’s done for Izzy, he’s never asked for anything in return. Izzy, hurt by this, states he never actually asked for anything – Feldman offered – and he now feels like some sort of charity case for a rich white kid. The lines between right and wrong become hazy and it’s clear that things may never be the same between these two men. I don’t want to give the end away because I do strongly recommend you see this before it closes next week! I will say, however, the ending was very powerful and I was on the edge of my seat until the lights turned back on.

Playwright Jonathan Caren did a fantastic job in writing this story; however, his writing was not the only superb aspect of this show. The acting, by Austin Trow, James Fouhey, and Barron B. Bass, was outstanding. Because it was just the three of them, they were constantly performing, and I was extremely impressed by the energy they had. One part that really stuck with me was when Fouhey switched on and off from playing a crack addict in the jail cell to playing Izzy. It was crazy to watch him make this transformation in a matter of seconds.  I paid close attention to this, even though he wasn’t the main character of the scene. Because there was a lot going on between Feldman and Dwight during that part, it was really interesting to see him acting in such a detailed way on the off chance that the audience was watching him.  Another notable aspect was the fact that there was no stage crew – these diligent actors moved props on and off the main stage area while continuing their acting. One would think that this would create a distraction, yet it was quite the contrary. It just reminded me how dedicated and hardworking these men were.

One additional element I’d like to point out was the experience as an audience member. These actors would include viewers into the play. For example, because I was in the first row, I was handed a job resume, as one of the men were applying for a job. It was really amusing to feel like an actual part of the show, and I’ve never experienced that. Overall, I had an extremely enjoyable time watching “The Recommendation” – the story was genuinely one for the books and the cast was incredible. This play truly did exceed my expectations and really changed my views on small production plays. If you have the chance to get there before it’s closing October 7th, I highly suggest it.

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The foldable chairs we sat in

 

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She’s 16, but Not Thinking of Sweet

If you haven’t heard the song “Royals” on the radio or in a shopping center over the past few weeks, you probably have not gone out much.  The song is everywhere, currently ranking #12 on itunes, but will almost certainly ascend even higher up the list.  The singer to this unconventional pop hit is Ella Yelich-O’Connor, known by her stage name, Lorde.  In the New York Times Arts Section this week, there was an article about her by Jon Pareles, and when I glanced at it, I had to find out more about this 16 year old star.

The article mainly focused about her background (she started writing music at age 12 and was discovered in a talent show) and her style of music (mostly pop ballads with low undertones).  However, the article made one very intriguing contrast between this girl on the brink of stardom and othe female vocalists who have benn at the zenith of pop for the past few years(Miley Cyrus and Katy Perry).  “Royals” and other Lorde songs such as “Glory and Gore” and “Buzzcut Season” portray images such as a grossly divided economic situation, the temptations of partying, and “refuge and reassurance”.  Conversely, all Katy Perry, Miley Cyrus and other female stars sing about is heart break with boy friends and their responses.

It got me thinking is pop today – forget about male or female – all starting to sound the same?  While there are many talented performers and original acts that arise in all genres of music every year, I feel that the specific area of pop is becoming a little too easy to break into.  Just a catchy beat and some lyrics about a lover is all anyone needs to climb the ladder to fame and success.  The article even sited a figure in the music industry, named Dr. Luke, that has collaborated on many successful hits all dealing with this topic.  Two of these songs include, you guessed it, “Wrecking Ball” by Miley Cyrus and “Roar” by Katy Perry.  Other hits such as Maroon 5’s “Love Somebody” could also be categorized as “easy” because of their witless lyrics and unoriginal beats.

It’s also disappointing to see this because music is something that can be original and popular (see every Kanye West album), so for the kings and queens of pop to succumb to just selling as many records as possible by using a simple formula cheats not only their own creative ability but also the listeners as well.

The article continued on by saying that Lorde’s performance at Webster Hall this week was just her, a keyboardist, a drummer, and her recorded tracks in the background.  Compared to other musicians who has twelve piece bands and auto tune/voice fix ups, it’s a breath of fresh air for music fans who crave a raw talent.

Let me know how you all feel: Is pop all sounding the same, or is it in a good place? Have your heard the song “Royals” and do you think it’s original? Perhaps most importantly, can this teenage star, with her serious demeanor and deep lyrics, create real music that will make an impact?

Works Cited:

Jon Pareles, New York Times Art Section, “She’s 16, but Not Thinking Sweet”, October 1, 2013, web. October 2, 2013. <http://www.nytimes.com/2013/10/02/arts/music/shes-16-but-not-thinking-of-sweet.html?ref=arts&_r=0>

Itunes Chart, web. October 2, 2013. <http://www.apple.com/itunes/charts/songs/>

Review of the Metropolitan Museum of Art

When I studied European history in high school my favorite section was art history. We learned about Renaissance art, Baroque art, Impressionism, Realism, and Romanticism. My personal favorites were the French artists of the late 1800’s. There was something about them, they looked for freedom and change. Just as the world was changing they also wanted something different, something new, something better. They eventually created the art movement known as Impressionism. Unlike previous art movements, Impressionism was about painting the moment. It was all about painting the exact image you saw the second your eyes laid on it, and then completing that painting in one sitting. Impressionists captured the true beauty and color of their scenes whereas past artists painted their personal distorted view of a scene.

It was the first time I entered a museum on my own terms and boy was I happy I chose the Metropolitan Museum of Art. At first I wandered around the first floor seeking anything of interest, but nothing grabbed my attention. I quickly became bored and tired and so decided to stroll around Central Park for a few hours. It was calming and relaxing, and by the time I got back to the MET I was ready to look closer. My second time around I jumped to the second floor where I was once again shown similar reoccurring art pieces from the first floor; however, after a quick gander I laid eyes on this baby

The Storm by Pierre Auguste Cot. I was instantly gravitated towards it because I have a replica, albeit worse painting hanging in my dinning room. I had never seen the original, nor did I know there was one, so I was simply blown away. I was physically in the presence of what I presume is a famous and well known piece of art, and I had never realized there was one similar to it in my own home. It almost felt like I was reuniting with someone I had fallen apart from. There was an infusion of sadness, happiness, anger, and passion. It was purely a feeling absent of words, a truly awe inducing feeling. I honestly don’t have a clue on how to explain it. I found the picture particularly enamoring because of the story behind it.

“One day, while descending from the mountaintop, I saw Virginie running from end of the garden toward the house, her head covered by her overskirt, which had lifted from behind her in order to gain shelter from a rain-shower. From distance I had thought she was alone; but upon coming closer to help her walk I that by the arm she held Paul who was almost entirely covered by the same blanket. Both were laughing together in the shelter of this umbrella of their own invention.”

In my mind, the story describes the sort of moment you would never want to end. A moment you can live in forever.

I experienced a similar feeling seconds after when I mistakenly entered a separate white washed room filled with countless impressionist paintings. I’ ve never experienced a Christmas morning feeling, since I’m Jewish, but I think know what it is now. I entered that room as if it was a gift from G-d himself. I saw some of my favorite paintings such as

Rouen Cathedral by Claude Monet

A Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte by Georges Seurat

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Self-Portrait with Straw Hat by Vincent Van Gogh

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Madame Manet at Bellevue by Edouard Manet

The Dance Class Edgar Degas

View of the Seacoast near Wargemont in Normandy by August Renoir

and Effect of Sunlight by Camille Pissaro

 Rue de l'Épicerie, Rouen (Effect of Sunlight)

Each painting, I looked and watched. I followed the brush strokes, the color, the ruggedness, anything and everything. I jumped from painting to painting making sure I would see everything before the museum closed. It was breathtaking.

Although Renaissance art is more life like than Impressionism, I would say Impressionism is so much more realistic. With Impressionism, you can enter the scenes of the paintings because they were meant to be copies of what was actually occurring; whereas, Renaissance art is very elongated and artificial because the art was meant to glorify reality. The realistic values of all the paintings allow an in depth look into the emotions and feelings the artist felt when painting their images. If the artist felt particularly happy when painting the scene, we can feel that by the simple use of color, or the angle from which it was drawn such as Degas’s The Dance Class.

In Degas’s painting of the dance school there is a particular charming feeling of excitement. We are given the chance to glimpse into the world of these young dancers as they’re practicing. It feels as if I am right there in the room with him, watching the girls, seeing all of them stretch and train before they’re up for show. The girls’ faces give off concentration and determination as if they were all going up to do an actual performance. The perfectly parted ribbons and fluffy tutus exemplify the need to look absolutely perfect. The painting as a whole makes you hopeful that all of the girls will succeed and win over their instructor.

What I find exceptionally notable is the procedure of repainting a setting multiple times from different perspectives, particularly Monet’s remakes of the Rouen Cathedral. Like the one I posted here, Monet painted that same Cathedral from different times and angles over the course of two years. I just think that’s awesome and sensational. Monet didn’t just like that cathedral but he loved it, talk about being an objectophiliac. Honestly, I have become a little in love myself. I yearn to see it for myself from different angles and different viewpoints. I want to sit and watch the Cathedral as if it were a movie in the hopes that I capture Monet’s realizations. For reasons unknown, the simple repainting of the cathedral has made it a fantasy for me to pursue. Just as one day I would like to meet the person I will marry, I would love to meet the cathedral that had struck me with Monet’s arrow.

 

NYC goes forth to see “Philip Goes Forth”!

“Philip Goes Forth” is brought to life after 82 years of neglection. This play is comical, yet serious; sad, yet heartwarming. “Philip Goes Forth” is an off-Broadway show about a young man, Philip, who has no intention of becoming a part of his father’s business. Philip’s relationship with his father hits rock bottom. In order to get away, Philip (Bernardo Cubria), quits his position in his father’s workplace, and pursues his dream of becoming a playwright in New York City. Philip keeps in touch with his aunt Mrs. Randolph (Christine Toy Johnson), her friend Mrs. Oliver (Carole Healey), and her friend’s daughter (Natalie Kuhn) whom Philip has an intimate relationship with. Philip works a sales job by day to pay for his living space, which is owned by Mrs. Ferris (Kathryn Kates) and writes plays on the typewriter by night. Slowly, Philip’s concentration on his playwriting shifts as he gets more involved in his day job. Philip loses sight of the reason why he is in New York City, soon to return to the one aspect he tried to get away from, business. Although Philip moved to New York City against his father’s wishing to prove his point, Philip ended up proving that the business world is right for him, not the arts world. Philip rekindles his relationship with his father (Cliff Bemis) and plans to move back home, five hundred miles away from the Big Apple.

“Philip Goes Forth” has three acts and one intermission. The first act begins in an upstairs room in Mrs. Randolph’s house on a bright afternoon day in May. This room is mostly all white and contains few accessories. There are clear glass jars on top of the coffee table that is in the middle of the stage. The focal point in this room is the fire place behind the coffee table.  In order for the crew of the production team to switch locations, a fifteen intermission is placed. The second act and third act take place in the lobby of the apartment building that Philip is staying at six months later. The walls are teal colored and there is a lot of artwork hanging on the walls, surrounding a bookshelf. A wooden piano stands on one side of the wall across from the door.  To the left of the door, there is a common desk available for all of the tenants to use.

Two performers that stand out over the rest of the cast are Bernardo Cubria and Cliff Bemis. Cubria engages the audience in his point of view and conveys his ambition of wanting to go to New York and pursuing his playwright career. Cubria also shows Philip’s novel love for Cynthia through his tone of voice whenever speaking of or to her, along with his gestures. Bemis acts as the father figure towards Philip by reacting and talking to Philip like any parent would. The play ends with Philip and Mr. Eldridge talking out their differences, and I believe that the chemistry between these two actors could not have ended the play any better. This scene in the third act shows the connection between a father and his son that some of us may experience in the future or have experienced in the past.

This phenomenon play is written by George Kelly and directed by Jerry Ruiz. During Kelly’s time in New York, he wrote a total of ten completed plays, starring middle-class families, satire, and fantasy. Kelly is one of the younger siblings out of ten children, and has won a Pulitzer Prize for one of his works. “Philip Goes Forth” is the second production that Jerry Ruiz was worked on in the Mint Theater.

“Philip Goes Forth” is currently performed in the Mint Theater and will be in production from September 22, 2013 to October 27, 2013. The Mint Theater, located near Times Square (311 West 43rd Street), is composed of many floors, each floor containing one stage. The room has only one seating arrangement, ten rows and ten columns. I personally like the small size of most Off-Broadway shows because the whole audience can see the actors up close for a decent price, unlike Broadway shows where the people not in the orchestra section have to squint and maneuver their way around other people’s heads. The way the room is set up allows the audience to be part of the show and experience it, rather than just watch it.

The Mint Theater’s goal is to bring back forgotten plays into production, adding a modern twist to the complete work. The Mint Theater also hands out books of the works founded to libraries, universities, and any other place that is interested in lost art, free of charge. This not-for-profit theater company has many supporters that are contributing as much as $10,000.

The intention of the event is to show the audience that opportunities are unexpected and may not come in the form one wants it to come in. Philip learns about himself through the process of trying to escape from his father.  Although this play is based on the time period of the Great Depression, I believe that the lessons in this play can be applied today. I can connect with this play more because I am a student who, like Philip, wants to explore other areas of study rather than to be tied to one aspect. This play taught me to keep an open mind and that it is okay to take classes that interest me, but to not lose sight of what might become the field that I major in.