Dada at the MOMA

I swung by the Museum of Modern Art this morning to catch up on the latest exhibitions, notably Abstract Expressionist New York and Weimar Cinema, 1919–1933: Daydreams and Nightmares. Here are a few snapshots of what I encountered.


The Abstract Expressionism exhibit, thataway.


"Gothic," a lesser-known Jackson Pollock.


One really must experience "One: Number 31, 1950" in person to understand the visceral assault of Pollock's atomic-powered technique. Replication does not do it justice.


Sorry, I just don't get you, Mark Rothko. I faintly recall painting a blurry television set just like this one in grade school.


Matthew Barney's attention-getting "Cremaster 3: Gary Gilmore."


Rousseau's "The Sleeping Gypsy" has always been a favorite. Placid and haunting.


Alexander Caulder and his patrons.


Daydreams & Nightmares of the Weimar Republic, kicking things off with Peter Lorre's disembodied hand.


Nosferatu emerges.


No Man's Land. Haven't seen this one, but looks like a predecessor to The Grand Illusion or All Quiet on the Western Front.


The Cabinet of Dr Caligari, a film I never tire of.


Das Alte Gesetz (The Ancient Law).


Mother Krause's Journey to Happiness and Faust.


Curtain call.