Gloria and i went to the Cindy Sherman show at SF MOMA, and when we went into the first gallery i was highly entertained by a roomful of huge self portraits in which Cindy is made up and dressed as a wide variety of society ladies. But then i was thinking, oh dear, this is going to get real boring very soon.
I was wrong.
The content of the galleries varied dramatically, and some of it was downright stunning. A number of them quite funny and quite a few harsh. If you’re not going to be able to go to the show, here’s a link to SF MOMA’s presentation, but i’d suggest that you not look at that link if you can see the show because part of my enjoyment came from being jerked from one sort of photographs to the next. And besides, looking at them on a screen cannot duplicate seeing them in their immensity on gallery walls.
And here’s a link to an excellent page on Cindy by Jack Laylin on Artsy.
And speaking of portraits, here’s a pic of one at Flora Grubb. If you haven’t been there, go. And take someone.