Click here for a totally gnarly pic of me crushing some mountain. That rock had no idea what hit it. "It was me! Rock. You Dummy." Just kidding, I revere the rock.
5:20 rants aside, last Friday I visited John Currin's exhibit at the Gagosian Gallery on 76th and Madison. A few well-placed recommendations and some provocative imagery had convinced me that I would have a blast. Upon entering the gallery, beautifully rendered pornography and explicit penetration interspliced by tea sets, children, and oddly pregnant women elicited something less than "a blast." I'm no art scholar, so I won't try to convey the "essence" of anything, but I do recommend you take a peak. The show closes Dec. 22nd.