I don't like malls - with one exception, Northpark. Since I moved to Dallas in the 1980s, I have always liked this mall. It has, of course, now become a huge, sprawling commercial venture - so huge that I have to have a reason to go there - especially during December.
But a friend of mine lives 30 minutes North of it, and I live 30 minutes South, so it's a good place to meet. Not only for the great selection of restaurants it now houses, but seeing the art is as good as going to one of the museums. That, of course, is because the Nashers purchased and/or sponsored almost all of it.
This time around, the Five Hammering Men by Jonathan Borofsky were back...this time in one spot. I remember the first time they were installed in Northpark. They are still just as fascinating over 30 years later.
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picture from Internet - I couldn't get a clear shot of them...too many holiday shoppers... Five Hammering Men, 1982 - Borofsky - Nancy A. Nasher and David J. Haemisegger Collection |
They are currently located in the South Court between Neiman Marcus and Dillard's.
I'm glad I had my phone with me, because located in the CenterPark Garden are two pieces I hadn't seen before -
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The World Turned Outside In Anish Kapoor, 2003 located outside Louis Vuitton; from the Louis Vuitton Collection |
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Buckyball Leo Villareal, 2015 Nancy A. Nasher and David J. Haemisegger Collection
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Coming back into the original building (what I think of as the real mall), I happened to look up to see:
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White Flying Figure with Numbers Jonathan Borofsky, 1984 Raymond and Patsy Nasher Collection |
I remember seeing this one at the Nasher Sculpture Center because the artist statement was, um, well...odd. Found it on the internet so you could enjoy it as well:
- White Flying Figure with
Numbers derives from a dream the artist had of flying. Covering his entire body
are numbers, which the artist literally uses to count and mark his work.
Borofsky has been writing down numbers sequentially since the late 1960s and
they are well over the three million mark. The artist says he needs the
sequential activity to balance the imagery that he summons from the unconscious
I remember thinking at the time that maybe I wasn't crazy enough to call myself an artist....
Oh well...it was a beautiful day, a good lunch, a great visit, and there weren't very many crazy, frazzled shoppers (crayzzled?), so I'm thinking it was a great day to go there!
And I got to stop and watch the ducks in the fountain...Always a plus!