This post is all about me, your friendly Creative Time blogger, Brent Burket. Well, OK. Me, six artists, and a gallery. I curated a show, Unbreak My Heart for PLUTO Gallery that will run through January 18th. It's practically around the corner from the Brooklyn Museum. You should go, because quite frankly, it RULES. The artists all brought it with a vengeance. Do enjoy.
Bad shit happens, like, constantly. Quite frankly, I'm surprised we all aren't in cardiac arrest by the time we're 8. I'm not tipping you to anything new by pointing out that most of us make it past childhood, grow up, and drag our "long black bag" of heartbreak along for the ride. There are plenty of ways to lighten the burden though, and one of them is to look at art. (Therapy also helps. LOTS of therapy.) Every once in awhile I'll come across art that reverses the damage done, at least a little bit. I knew when I was offered this show that I wanted to include artists who have provided me with those moments of "unbreaking". You know how it works. The world slows down and you can almost feel the shards coming back together (Blondie style), the sinewy shreds of tissue reconnecting (David Lynch style). We just have to keep our eyes open and our hearts on the block. It's gonna be alright. At least for this moment.
Some installation shots: