Egyptian Hals

During my time at the metropolitan museum of art, I perused the Frans Hals exhibit with the rest of the class. I loved how it was actually possible to see the evolution of Hals’ style—from a precise, scientific, painter concerned with painfully intricate detail, to an emotional painter that utilized broader sweeps to give the observer a sense of movement and life in his paintings. Despite this progression in his style, Frans Hals still continued to paint ‘ordinary’ people (people who were not considered nobility), as well as nobility. This choice is interesting for two reasons. The first reason is the obvious reason; most other painters did not deem those not of noble descent worthy of their artistic talent or time, and also, these lower class—though far from poor—people could not pay the artist as much as a wealthy noble. Far more intriguing, though, is the idea that Fran Hals documented the beginning of a social movement. By drawing these people, Hals unknowingly brought attention to the fact that a new social class—what would eventually be recognized as the middle class—was appearing.

The second exhibit that I chose to wander through was the Egyptian exhibit. These two exhibits don’t seem to have much in common—besides the fact that they focus around the deceased—and that’s because they don’t. While both the Frans Hals collection and the Egyptian culture exhibit were very well organized and displayed in a manner that was easy to navigate, they were two starkly different displays. Overall, I preferred observing the art of Frans Hals, probably because I had a tour guide that explained why each painting was significant. However, the Egyptian section was certainly interesting as well. For example, after walking through the typical halls of Egyptian hieroglyphics and sarcophaguses encased in glass, I entered a wide-open space. There was a shallow pond of water surrounding the central display (two buildings that were replicas of ancient Egyptian Pyramids) with a walkway around the edge of the pond. The ceiling was raised extremely high, and was made mostly out of glass, so that light filtered through in a calming manner. Though there was not much to be observed in this particular room, it served its purpose in breaking up the stereotypical monotony that most Egyptian exhibits fall into.

Overall, I enjoyed the trip more than I though I was going to. Perhaps reading about art ( http://www.bradmehldau.com/writing/papers/september_2011.html ) and being constantly surrounded by it in College has given me the ability to appreciate it better, because I used to not have the patience to stay in a museum for more than twenty minutes.

Chris Martin of Coldplay Asks: What Would Bruce Do?

Chris Martin may be the biggest name in Rock in todays day and age of Pop and Hip Hop. He is the lead singer of the world famous band Coldplay. Coldplay reached mainstream success in 2000 with their single “Yellow”; right about the same time that rock of the 1990’s began the decline that it hasn’t recovered from to date.  The band just came out with its fifth studio album, “Mylo Xyloto”, produced by Brian Eno, the famed producer of David Bowie and the Talking Heads. The band wants to reinvent itself once again with this

Chris Martin, the frontman of Coldplay

album. For inspiration, Chris Martin turns to his “teachers”, Mick Jagger, Bruce Springsteen, and Bono Vox (from U2). One of Coldplay’s biggest influences is U2, besides for Radiohead that is (Coldplay is often criticized for being a lighter version of Radiohead). Going along with this theme of reinvention, the title of the album was chosen to be an “ungoogleable” album title. The band claims that the kind of pressures they faced for their fifth album widely ranged: High expectations from the label as well as the fans meant they needed every day of the 18 months spent to record the album. They also have the responsibility of keeping alive a genre of music that is almost extinct. Many of the bands similar to Coldplay have fallen out of the public eye because they lacked the work ethic that Coldplay has. Mr Martin claims that he often has to visit radio stations and television stations to ensure air-play. Coldplay’s hustling has paid off, and two of the singles from that album have already sold more than 2 million downloads combined. For all of the criticisms that many bands have for Coldplay, there is still a sort of reverence that they demand because of their survival and adaptation in such a different musical atmosphere. Coldplay is the only band of its kind, and may be the last Rock band to break genres and reach the “Top 40” for many years to come. The article can be found here.

Picture Pages

Don’t worry, the pictures from the Met, the Bald Soprano and Dia Beacon are all still there. I just moved them to a drop down menu under “Pictures” in the navigation menu.  The main “Pictures” page are the class photos we took on the first day of class.

Picasso at the Frick

The Frick’s Picasso exhibit is the largest collection from that artist in New York in decades. It chronicles Picasso’s artistic development, starting from the first known picture drawn and signed by Picasso (he was around eight or nine years old at the time).

The interesting thing about this exhibit is that it doesn’t seem to explore the private life of Picasso at all, and contains no pictures of the artist himself. It focuses solely on the development of his art. I think it would be interesting to see how his styles developed and changed over the years.

More information about “Picasso’s Drawings, 1890-1921: Reinventing Tradition” at the Frick Collection can be found here.

Starstruck/Bowstruck

Thanks to this Arts in NYC Seminar class, I have been exposed to what I can accurately say is one of my favorite pieces for violin ever: after an exclusive sneak peek, our class saw Khachaturian’s Violin Concerto performed by the Queens College Orchestra, conducted by Maurice Peress, featuring Monica Martin on the violin.

After her preview performance I was very eager to hear the piece in its entirety; I purposely held out listening to it on my own beforehand so I could be completely surprised by the parts I had not seen. Although I am not a violinist, Monica Martin was still an inspiration to watch. She arrived onstage in a hugely ornate black sleeveless dress that billowed out in rich ruffles at the bottom; even professionals I’ve seen at Carnegie Hall weren’t dressed to the nines as much as she was. From the moment she entered the stage, she completely took over the space. I can still say one of my favorite moments was right before she was about to play, when she placed her violin on her shoulder, holding it in place with her chin as she readied her bow. As she played the first note, one could tell that she was about to delve into a deep musical tunnel of sorts— and not emerge until she reached the other side.

The entire concerto was incredibly long, but never once boring. The concerto had three movements that allowed Ms. Martin to demonstrate fierce strikes on the violin backed by an equally energetic orchestra to heartwrenchingly tender solo cadenzas. I wished I had a camera so I could capture her fierce facial expressions during breaks in her playing, or the way the lights caught her face as she leaned into her instrument, with her eyes almost always closed, extremely focused.

It occurred to me then that a forty-minute violin concerto for a violinist carries just as much weight and responsibility, as, say, a three-hour opera for a singer. I always marvel at how opera stars and Broadway leads manage to memorize all their stage directions and lines, and with this concerto it was no exception. I left the concert feeling inspired to not only practice my own instruments and skills more, but also to have more confidence in my ability to digest and perform large volumes of music at a time. If she can do it and is only a couple of years older than me, then I eventually can do it too— perhaps I already can and don’t realize it!

Adorable British Charm- With a Hint of Genius

I introduce to you a wonderful Brtish comedian who would surely make Prof. Smaldone’s Word Hoard explode with musical terms. Did I mention I saw him in concert on Saturday, September 17th? Or that I met him after the show?!?!

I give you Bill Bailey, a respected musical comedian who has been active since the 1990’s. For several years he was regular team captain on the popular British music quiz show “Never Mind the Buzzcocks”. He has toured the world countless times with his charming and different comedy shows. His latest tour, Dandelion Mind, came to NYU’s Skirball Center from September 14th to the 17th. My dad and I caught him on the last night- due to scheduling uncertainties we almost didn’t go, but I’m so glad that we decided to go! He has been a comedic favorite of mine for a few months now.

Bill Bailey’s comedy is unique in that it centers largely around musical themes and ideas. Much of his comedy revolves around reimagining a song in a different genre, pointing out qualities that make certain genres of music recognizable, and, my favorite, demonstrating new instruments most of us have never seen before. A lot of my knowledge of musical instruments, I must say, comes from him! He really makes one want to go out and learn all of the instruments that exist in the world.

The concert was completely laugh out loud funny. Bill Bailey is friendly and open to audience members calling out things to him, which works perfectly for his improvisational comedic style. There was a wealth of musical instruments on the stage- from the bozouki, an Iranian oud, a Japanese electronic instrument called the tenori on, and even a recorder added to the comedic brilliance. I’m a shtickler for not spoling comedy shows for people, but for the sake of plugging his show I will [vaguely] mention a couple of memorable moments: a group sing along, a special reimagining of Akon’s “Smack That”, some laugh-til-you-cry jokes about barnacles, some comedic descriptions of Biblical art [note: Bill Bailey discusses Jesus Christ in this bit a lot- I want to make this known in case anybody is interested in seeing this tour, but would find this offensive to their religion], some poetry, and a short film. The show was so fun and it went by in a split second- with comedy shows, one never wants them to end 🙁

A final word about after the show: in recent months I’ve become one of those insane people who waits for people at the stage door after concerts are over; I find it quite fun and thrilling, and it’s also a great opportunity to get further inspired by the artist who has just permanently wowed you. My dad and I waited close to an hour after the show for Bill to come out- by the time he did, only ten people were left, which made for a quite intimate meet-and-greet! I hugged him and told him his genius has given me a BillBailyeurism (anyeurism, Bill Bailyeurism, get it? ok…) He autographed my program, and I am still reeling that he actually cared about how my name was spelled! It is the first autograph I’ve ever gotten that has my name spelled completely correctly: Annmarie. Below is a picture of my dad, Bill, and I- pardon my hopelessly humongous smile, I was just too happy to meet him! If all that isn’t enough, I witnessed Bill and my dad talk about accordions for at least thirty seconds. Cooool 🙂

And finally, here’s a sample of what Bill is like: this is one of my favorite bits from his huge orchestra tour from a couple of years ago, Bill Bailey’s Remarkable Guide to the Orchestra.

p.s. Bill told me himself he’ll be back in New York early in the New Year… keep an eye out if you’re interested!

A Golden Age of Art

Sunday, September 18th marked my first ever visit to the Jewish Museum. It was there that my seminar 1 class and I viewed the special exhibit of the Cone Sisters’ famous art collection, comprised largely of works by Matisse, in addition to plenty of Picasso and other artists. Normally, I am not the most attentive museum-goer unless the work is particularly avant garde, but I was pleasantly surprised that this exhibition- though not very radical compared to the art we have now, was wholly fascinating and lovely!

The exhibit wouldn’t have been the same without the special informational iPhone app that accompanied it, which allowed viewers to listen to commentary on many of the works on display. There was also ample biographical information given on the collectors themselves, the Cone Sisters, and many of their friends such as Gertrude Stein. Hearing about the rich, cultured lives of the Cone Sisters definitely made me see how important these paintings were back then, and how much more important they’ve become now. It made me want to become an art collector myself! The exhibit closes on the 25th, so there is still time to squeeze a visit in before then- Macaulay students with Cultural Passports should definitely take advantage of this very insightful, enriching experience! More information can be found here, at the Jewish Museum website.

Quite interestingly, my visit to the Jewish Museum also correlated quite well with a movie I’d seen just two days before, Woody Allen’s newest film Midnight in Paris. I went to see it with some friends from MHC Hunter at the only theatre still playing it, the Angelika Film Center. Having no knowledge of what it would be about, it ended up being a very charming film about a struggling writer who, while vacationing in Paris, comes across a vintage car that takes him back to the Roaring 20’s. The film just so happens to involve many of the artists mentioned in the Cone Sisters exhibit- I will not spoil too much of it for those who have yet to watch it, but the protagonist does end up meeting Gertrude Stein, Picasso, and many other prominent literary/art figures of the time. Seeing the film prior to the exhibit made me feel like I was an expert on these artists (I’m really not 🙂 And it also occurred to me how these artists influenced each other; even if their styles were completely different, they still managed to incorporate aspects of each other’s style into some of their works. It shows how important experimentation and open-mindedness really is. As a musician and writer, I am beginning to let the same thing happen to my work!

The trailer doesn’t give much of the plot away at all, but here it is anyway for your viewing pleasure: BYRWfS2s2v4

The Evolution of Woman In Art

Disclaimer: Although this blog post’s main idea is not located in New York City, I thought that the video would be something interesting for all to see.
Art from all over the world has had a cumulative influence on the artists of today. With New York being a haven for both established and up-and-coming artists, one must look back at the history and evolution of a common interest in art.
Artists have been able to capture the irresistible beauty that a woman possesses with the simple stroke of their brushes.  Styles, qualities, and subjective beauty has varied over the many years that the artist has been ensnared by the allure of woman.  A video, created by Phillip Scott Johnson, accurately titled “500 Years Of Female Portraits In Western Art”, was made in order to be able to easily trace the different representations of women throughout time.  Apart from the differing representations of women, one can note the evolution of the appreciated style of beauty of women over the past 800 years. The video starts from second half of the 12th century with the painting of “Archangel”, and concludes with “Portrait of Francoise” by Pablo Picasso.

To view the full article click here.

“500 Years Of Female Portraits In Western Art” can be viewed right below

A special service with a special speaker (9/11)

As we all know, September 11, 2011 marked the 10th anniversary of one of the most tragic days in our Nation’s history.  But that horrific day also revealed to the rest of the world what true character, bravery and heroism average Americans display.

This past Sunday there was a very special service at my place of worship, Bible Baptist Church in Elmont.  All in attendance were able to hear one of our own members, Staff Sergeant Dave Karnes give his testimony about helping pull 2 people out of the rubble on 9/11.  If anyone has ever seen the movie “World Trade Center”by Oliver Stone, then they might be familiar with whom I am referring to.  Although he himself is not a fan, there was a movie about his story, and the two lives he and Sergeant Jason Thomas helped find,  Will Jimeno and John McLoughlin.  It was a remarkable story, and a pleasure to hear how he felt God had led him from his desk at an accounting firm in Connecticut, to under 20 feet of rubble to find the two officers who were trapped.

Here is an article you can read if you are intrested in reading more of his story.

Snobs; They’re Made, Not Born

The first blog assignment of Honors 125, the first course in my freshman year at Macaulay Honors College is about snobs. I found this to be quite fitting and ironic at the same time. In every conversation i find myself in, it’s quite hard to mention my college, with all of its privileges and benefits without seeming quite pretentious. We are supposed to be proud of our achievements, right? Instead of pride, people see conceit. Instead of achievements, people see an over inflated ego. Quite curiously, society has been so assaulted by snobs in recent years that anything even resembling self-inflation is shunned. Could this environment of forced humility be hampering our motivation to succeed? Are our accomplishments and feats supposed to be present, but seldom spoken about? Ambition still has a huge role in American life, which can’t possibly be a bad thing. The article mentioned that democracy yielded snobbiness, but failed to mention that snobbiness is the byproduct of personal successes, however large or small. The conflict of pride vs. narcissism doesn’t seem to have a clear resolution. I shall choose to remain enveloped in my own pompous self-admiration, knowing that at least I’ll always have my fellow Macaulay classmates to appreciate my accomplishments. Who knows, maybe if I pretend to be cultured and important, more people will like me…