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Tuesday, November 13, 2021

bite me
After reading about Damien Hirst’s latest dead-animal artistic display, I couldn’t help but make the trek uptown to see it with my own eyes.

So it is that I found myself in the lobby of Lever House this afternoon, gawking at tank after tank of formaldehyded livestock carcasses. Quite the sight.

Most might focus on the centerpiece of the installation: The giant-sized tank containing an armchair, birdcage with taxidermied dove, strings of sausages and — oh yeah — two complete sides of beef, all arranged in reminiscent homage to Francis Bacon’s “Painting”.

Me? I sought out the shark tank, which I camera-photoed above. It stood out because it was grouped with the 30 other tanks containing sheep carcasses with accompanying heads. Closer inspection revealed further distinctions: While each sheep tank was on a spotless metal gurney, all accompanied with identical glasses of water and a neat, small pile of sand, the shark’s gurney was overflowing with scattered bric-a-brac, and marked with splotches of what looked like dried blood. I guess the contrast was intentional.

The only other noteworthy thing about the sprawling installation was the use of the wall clocks: All were spinning at different speeds and in different directions (some clockwise, others counter). The cabinets filled with perfectly-lined medicine bottles provided some appropriate background context, but nothing more.

My conclusion? Hirst has a thing for sharks.

by Costa Tsiokos, Tue 11/13/2007 10:06:37 PM
Category: Creative, New Yorkin'
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