Maybe you’re heard about glamour bombing already ,or as I first heard of it “glitter bombing.” This is the definition: “any public act or work that aims to inspire genuine curiosity and childlike befuddlement.” Other words usually associated with the idea are random, spontaneous, and “poetic terrorism.” Although I’m all for spontaneity, I think these “glamour bombs” are akin to the “one time donation” that most people are likely to give to charity. They seem to be mere stopgap measures in humanity’s search for solutions, or in this case art. This is why I’m extremely grateful that there are people who are intent on sustained and long term exploration of art and it’s ability to inspire, critique, and provoke generations. I’m also a fan of viewing it up close and personal in it’s many forms. For that reason, I headed out to the Peabody Essex Museum in Salem on Thursday.
I went with the particular intent to see their exhibit on Perceptions, which uses a few multimedia presentations, stereooptics, and in one of the simpler installations, little beyond light, metal, and shadows.
Here’s what you see, but here is what also is. This sculpture (I suppose?) and several of the others within the exhibit illuminating that dull cliche “there’s more to it than meets the eye.”
Another thing about permanency in art, is that once you have visited it’s house several times you can make yourself comfortable. To have a membership to the museum is to be able to sit on their blue canvas modern furniture and read the introduction of this book sitting beside a 14th century lemon colored Chinese serving dish. In Praise of Blandness. Or as the author stated, the art of middle. Another thing glitter bombing does is reinforce one particular culture’s peculiar definition of subculture. Western Art doesn’t do bland, but Chinese art does. It probably inspires befuddlement in quite a number of people.
Next up on the docket for exploration, the Montserrat College art galleries. They look beautiful online, and I’m interested in their interpretation of “pleasure” in their exhibit entitled “A debt to pleasure.”