Lolità was spotted at the Centre Pompidou in Paris. When asked what her favorite artwork was, she walked us straight to a wall covered in Georges Braque. When asked what the rest of her day was looking at, she hinted that she was going to rage at some warehouse party outside of Paris where Detroit techno legend Derrick May was expected to spin.
Nevermind laughter; hypnotism is contagious.
The last time I caught myself really struck by another museum-goer was a few months ago, at the MET in New York. There was someone in standing so still in front of Giovanni Battista Tiepolo’s The Triumph of Marius that I myself was stuck in a competing stupor.
Her motionless concentration was as beautiful as the museum’s own four-corned majesty. Her name was Amanda and she was at the museum doing research for her latest novel.
Months had passed and echoes from our random encounter remained as vivid as ever. To quench our curiosity, we decided to track Amanda down, ask her a few questions about who she really is, in order to trade in our ephemeral hypnosis for a more permanent attraction.
Mariana was spotted at the Itaú Cultural in Sao Paolo, Brazil. What looks like a face-hugging beauty kit from a Steampunk convention is actually a piece of ocular sculpture art by the legendary Brazilian artist Lygia Clark. I like Mariana because she’s a once-a-week museum tripper and a pretty rad journalist.
What if you meet someone so dazzling that nothing else mattered. What if, in the midst of your skin-deep hypnosis, you find out that this heart-skipper is a registered nurse, seasoned model for the cheeky ads of American Apparel and a collector of fine rocks and minerals? And what if those fun facts don’t supersede her stop-dead-in-your-tracks looks? Ok, so then what if I told you this terrestrial siren was Tibetan and was once blessed by the one and holy Dalai Lama. What would you say then? Oh yeah, nothing, cuz you’re not used to that whole of a babe setting off your parochial radar. Here Chime is spotted at Gallery1988 taking a break in the middle of a methamphetamine exhibition in celebration of the gripping tv series Breaking Bad.
Anyone whose outfit is inspired by Miss Piggy is good in my book. Here is Alex at the de Appel art centre in Amsterdam, spotted with Allard Van Hoorn’s bulbous “Skies over Snaefell” installation. Alex is a fashion designer and stylist, and grew up frequenting museums all her life. Who could ask for a more stylish babe with brains? (Photo by Kelly Silva)
I didn’t know it would be my dream to sandwich a babe between two works of art until it actually happened. Such an occasion presented itself when meeting fashion illustrator Meagan Morrison at the MET Museum as she was spotted in front of Ellsworth Kelly’s “Blue Panel” painting and behind Joel Shapiro’s untitled, beaming red sculpture. (photo by Xavier Aaronson)
Jacquelyn somehow managed to find herself all alone in the Art Institute of Chicago, discreetly dressed in a cerulean jumpsuit that matches the cumulus tone of Georgia O’Keefe’s “Sky Above Clouds IV.” No mini-skirt cry for oogling attention and with a stand-alone disposition so alluring that I can’t think of a more camouflaged beauty at the museum.
This optical illusion – if you could call it that – basically determines your preference for blondes or brunettes. It’s true. Let your eyes drift and tell me in the comments section below which museum babe you noticed first.
What you’re actually seeing is Mary (blonde) standing inside of Dan Graham’s For Gordon Bunshaft installation at the Smithsonian in DC, taking a photo of the Tamara (brunette) standing outside of the piece.
Truly a first of its compositional kind for us at Babes At The Museum.
Both of these California natives are no strangers to babe’ing out whether it be in DC’s museum scene or on Santa Barbara’s beaches, where these two beauties met while completing their undergraduate studies.
It’s okay to stare if it’s art. Hannah was spotted at the Utah Museum of Fine Art staring at some First Nations islander art. The heart-shaped glow you see here was completely accidental. (photo by Colin Roe Ledbetter)
Beauty is fugitive. So when Raye was strolling through the Musée De l’Orangerie we weren’t going to let her get away so easily. Here she is spotted alongside Monet’s Water Lilies masterpiece.
I have never been to a museum in Los Angeles. Part of me was reluctant to admit that but it’s true. And it must be said. Then again I’ve only been to L.A. once, for a weekend, so spare me the chuckles.
Because of this embarrassing fact and my inability to break away from Brooklyn for the past six months, I reached out to one of my favorite West Coast creatives to answer all my burning questions about L.A.’s exceptional art scene. Enter museum junkie and multi-talented ‘demoiselle Claire Cottrell.
As the design editor for Flavorwire, film director and recent owner of the online book stored Book Stand, Claire is a treasure trove of smarts as she navigates through the many facets of L.A.’s artistic community. BATM recently had the opportunity to chat with Claire about what makes L.A. such an undeniable art capital and why we should all book a ticket to LAX, ASAP.
Photo by Andre Neuhues
