For Real.
At lunch the other day I walked over to the Ritz-Carlton to see Ugo Rondinone's lovely cast aluminum tree sculptures, air gets into everything even nothing and get up girl a sun is running the world. I was immediately confronted with the question "What is real?" Surprisingly, it wasn't the art that first asked the question. There was a preemptive conceptual strike by the real trees lining the space that still had Christmas lights wrapped around them. Seriously. What is real? My job was done here.
And can we just pause a moment and groove to those great titles? We're talking worthy of a God Speed You! Black Emperor song titles. Tilt your head back and sing it low with me now. air gets into everything even nothing. get up girl a sun is running the world. air gets into everything even nothing. get up girl a sun is running the world. air gets into everything even nothing. get up girl a sun is running the world. Hell, yeah.
Already a tourist favorite.