Okay truth be told I’ve been following Jeff Koons since the early 90s and I was very ‘eh’ about his work. But who could resist taking kids to see all these enlarged inflatable structures on a Saturday afternoon? I thought everyone else would be at the beach but as it turned out, the museum was bustling. When Koons was married to an Italian porn star they made a couple pieces that included he and she in the photos – so we were warned at the door that the 3rd floor may be a little ‘racy’. But the kids basically ignored naked body parts for the much more intriguing giant blob of Playdoh (inspired by Koon’s son, made of aluminum and it took 20 years to build!) The room of illuminated vacuums was oddly soothing, and I still cannot figure out how the stacked white chairs with inflatable pool toys could’ve been produced… it’s baffling. I love how all the tour guides wore inflatable bunnies on their heads.
I’m now sold on Koons’ work – who knew I’d become a fan 20 years into following him?
(BY THE WAY this is post #600 for me… can you believe I’ve had this much to say? Thanks for following!)