I went to see the Print/Out-Printin’ print explosion at MOMA on Monday and like many, thought the polka dots were migraine-inducing. Also, I hate extraneous punctuation.
I loved the installation of etchings by Thomas Schütte, and the artist books by Dan Walsh, and there were many other individual good things to see in the bigger show, but I generally felt like I was being yelled at by an over-intellectualized friend. It’s nice that you like prints now, but why are you spitting in my face? The Printin’ show on the second floor was much more human-scale and full of pleasant surprises.
I couldn’t take photos in the main part of the show, but here’s what the rest of my day looked like.