Frieze Show: Where Blue Chip Meets Empty Elevator Rides (Mixed Feelings)

Frieze Show: Where Blue Chip Meets Empty Elevator Rides (Mixed Feelings)

Ah, the Frieze experience—a rollercoaster of emotions wrapped in a blanket of contemporary art – a wild ride through the tumultuous sea of contemporary art, where emotions run high and sanity runs low.

It’s like stepping onto a rollercoaster blindfolded, not knowing whether you’ll end up exhilarated or nauseated by the end of it all.

First Impression

First Impression

As you enter the hallowed halls of Frieze, you can practically taste the anticipation in the air, mingling with the scent of artisanal coffee and existential angst. It’s a sensory overload of epic proportions, like being thrown into the deep end of an avant-garde art installation and being told to swim.

But fear not, for amidst the chaos, there are moments of clarity and wonder. It’s like finding a diamond in a haystack, or more accurately, a performance artist in a sea of abstract sculptures. Because who doesn’t love a good old-fashioned game of “spot the artist” in a room full of people dressed like they just stepped off the set of a futuristic sci-fi movie?

And as you navigate the labyrinth of exhibits, you can’t help but marvel at the sheer audacity of it all feeling as if you trapped in a fever dream where Salvador Dalí and Banksy are playing a game of artistic chicken, each trying to out-weird the other.

So buckle up, art enthusiasts, for the Frieze experience is not for the faint of heart. But hey, at least you’ll have some great stories to tell at your next dinner party, right? Just don’t forget to bring a strong stomach and a healthy dose of skepticism—it’s going to be a bumpy ride.

As you stroll through the fair initially, you’re met with the usual suspects: blue cheap, and up and coming galleries displaying pieces that make you question the meaning of life, but often just make you scratch your head.

Spotlight on Display

Spotlight on Display
Spotlight on Display

But fear not, for amidst the sea of existential confusion, there are oases of intrigue. Take, for instance, the James Cohan collection @jamescohangallery on display by Elias Sime—an artist who produces a delightful delightful blend of earthly tapestries and electronic nostalgia.

(He calls them “sculptural assemblage’, using recycled objects as a medium) It’s like stepping into a time warp where art meets earth and technology, and your mind is the only casualty, but entertained to a degree. (And it refreshingly, it take a large number of manul assistants to produce one peace.

Olafur Eliasson

Then there’s the Tania Bondaker gallery (@tanyabonakdargallery)with its mesmerizing 3D solar system art by Olafur Eliasson — clear glass planet shapes of different sizes suspended in mid-air like a cosmic ballet.

Sure, it’s a bit like staring into a kaleidoscope after three cups of coffee, but it is intereating, and hey, at least it’s not another painting of a fruit bowl or a however masterful copy of Rothko’s meditations.( there were few of those throughour the Shed)

And let’s not forget about Canada gallery and their digital meditation tower—a skyscraper of infinite glitch ny a painter turned computer programmer turned digital artist. It’s like watching a computer have an existential crisis in real-time, but with better lighting and on a pedestal in the most expansive gallery.

Emotional Breguet

Ah, and last but not least, how could I forget the pièce de résistance—the Breguet commissioned melting ice extravaganza by artist Dwen Ng!

It’s a stroke of genius, really—injecting a giant cube of ice with colors and paints, slowly melting away over 19 hours on canvas, all while being displayed in the VIP lounge in a speed up movie form that lasts for 15 minutes.(with resulting canvases displayed right next to it) It’s like watching a performance art piece, with a side of haute horlogerie.

Emotional Breguet

But let’s be real, from an art perspective, it’s essentially a glorified slushie machine with a fancy watch brand logo slapped on it. I mean, sure, it’s visually captivating and all, but at the end of the day, it’s just a melting cube of ice tjat randomly melts paint.

Emotional Breguet

Yet somehow, it manages to evoke a sense of wonder and whimsy, like watching a magician pull a rabbit out of a hat, only to realize it’s just a really fluffy hat.

But I also could not help but thought that I was watching on that screen a polar bear’s worst nightmare come to life, but with a touch of class courtesy of a luxury watch brand. Because nothing says high-end art like a slowly melting block of frozen water, am I right?

Oh, the magic of contemporary art!

Now, these works may not exactly be your grandmother’s landscape paintings, but they do add a certain je ne sais quoi to the proceedings. They’re like the quirky side characters in a blockbuster movie—unexpected, yet strangely captivating.

Closing ilIdeas

But alas, even with these moments of brilliance, the overall experience still falls short of riveting, which made me think about the age-old dilemma of contemporary art exhibitions—like watching paint dry, but with the added bonus of hors d’oeuvres and bubbly that costs more than your first car.

It’s the epitome of sophistication meets absurdity, where you’re simultaneously bored out of your mind and marveling at the sheer audacity of it all.

You know it’s a fancy affair when the most exciting thing happening is the slow drip of paint on a canvas, accompanied by the gentle clinking of champagne flutes. It’s like being trapped in an episode of “The Real Housewives of Art Basel,” where drama unfolds at the speed of a snail’s pace.

So, until next year, Frieze, we’ll just have to make do with our fancy snacks and overpriced drinks, all while pretending to understand the deeper meaning behind a pile of rocks in the corner. Ah, the joys of contemporary art—the gift that keeps on giving, whether you asked for it or not. In this case though we’ll just have to settle for mildly entertained.

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