If hip hop is good at anything, it’s making you feel invincible, a cultural imperative for a people who have always been vulnerable.
Case in point.
Kanya West: Who Got Stop Me Now.
Flux Pavilion – I Can’t Stop
Pace Gallery. Chelsea. 01.04.14
Questions to myself:
“What I think” doesn’t seem like the right question.
These are not thinking paintings. These are feeling paintings.
What do I feel?
How long does it take to stand before each painting before you really understand how it makes you feel?
The great variety of sizes: what is the proper distance to stand in front of each?
Do simple, subtle paintings deserve more contemplation because of their subtlety?
How important are those juxtaposed rectangles of color versus those lines ripping through between them.
There is a fury in those edges.