I’ve been kicking myself that I never made it to Smoke+Mirrors/Shadows+Fog, the amazing show curated by Tracy L. Adler and Mara Hoberman at Hunter College.

Artists included in the show are Claudia Bueno, Jim Dingilian, Fred Eerdekens, Hanna von Goeler, Rebecca Hackemann, Susanne Kessler and Herbert Cybulska, Heather Lewis, Charles Matson Lume, Oscar Muñoz, Sarah Oppenheimer, Hiraki Sawa, Suzanne Song, Mary Temple, Kumi Yamashita and Bohyun Yoon.

Luckily it’s open for a few more days, and DOUBLE luckily, a friend of mine took her school charges there yesterday to interact with the art, so I can see the exhibition through their eyes. Erm, so to speak.

But seriously, I think these installation shots juxtaposed with the kids in the art are pretty killer.

Hanna von Goeler’s The Shadows Cast by Ordinary Objects (2009)

Fred Eerdekens’s Endlessly (2006)

Go check it out yourself, with childish wonder and all that:

Hunter College/Times Square Gallery
450 West 41st Street (between 9th and 10th Avenues)
Gallery Hours: Tuesday – Saturday, 1 to 6 p.m.

Ok- Moving on. This is what I’m doing tonight: visiting the Outerlands  by Allison Davies at Charles Lane Press.

The infos:

For more than a decade Allison Davies has been quietly making landscape photographs and ambiguous self-portraits of haunting beauty. In Outerland, her debut collaboration with Charles Lane Press, Davies portrays herself as a solitary interplanetary wanderer lost in the spectacular vistas of alien worlds.

Presented without text or explanation of any kind, and with only a handful of mysterious symbols to help orient ourselves in Davies’ imagined cosmos, Outerland offers a compelling new perspective on self-portraiture within the narrative of modern landscape photography.

purdy. Reminds me of these books I read about the apocalypse as a young kid. One of them had tripods in it. Do you remember those? I always think of the tripods (not the photo variety).

YES, SEE?!?!?

OK, and on a somewhat similar tack, people are being creative with magazine covers, petri dishes, and photography.

like so.

I bet that cover kinda smells.

the end.