What’s going on here? Oh why just a performance piece for the Made in L.A. Biennial at the Hammer Museum. While Molly was trying to leave the museum, a crocheted-costumed monster grabbed her hand and wouldn’t let go. She could only ditch the wobbling performance artist if she passed him off to someone else, which she eventually managed to do. Molly looks great in blue and is also a recent film graduate from NYU. (Photo by Jacob Goren)
Amanda was spotted in a motionless gaze in front of Tiepolo’s 220 x 128 behemoth of a painting: ”The Triumph of Marius.” After snapping her out of her daze, Amanda was kind enough to let us take a few photos of her in full style mode. Hard to believe, but this was indeed a chance encounter. We later found out that Amanda spends a lot of time at the Met because she’s doing research for a novel she’s writing that’s set in the basement of the Met. So if you see her at the museum one day, make sure to wish her luck on her novel. (photo by Xavier Aaronson)
This is how I picture the lighting inside of a Scandinavian museum during the darker months of winter. Of course I’m completely wrong and this is just a nifty filter on Instagram or something but still, bleak and sexy is how I imagine it. Sofia is Swedish – from Malmö, more specifically. She’s studying scenography (which I didn’t know existed until today) and to make ends meet, she spends her weekends working the ticket counter at the Arken Museum of Modern Art, which is located just south of Copenhagen. Sofia’s perfected the slender, all-black-everything steeze and even throws in an unconscious splash of cardiac red from her staff pass. When you’re gawking tapers off, check out the photos by Jesper Rasmussen in the background.
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Hannah is German and came to visit the Whitney Museum’s Biennial exhibit before skipping town for a hiking trip in Maine. Outdoorsy, culturally attuned and underratedly beautiful. What else are you looking for in a babe? Here she is spotted in front of Andrew Massulo‘s collection of oil paintings. (photo by Xavier Aaronson)
Rarely do I feature black and white photos (i don’t know why, to be honest) and I’m not particularly crazy about meta, copy-cat pose photos unless bare bums are involved. So why this photo? With a quick scan I sprung a crush on Lissette’s demeanor: holey moley heels with a light, flowy dress, topped off with razor blade bangs. Where better to have the fiercest of femmes pose than next to an cute, bulbous KAWS sculpture. Lisette was spotted at the High Museum of Art. She’s got her masters in Architecture and plays in a minmal synth band called Spatial Relation.
She didn’t mind waiting for the coast to clear. She didn’t care that I took nearly a dozen photos. Chelsey didn’t pay any attention to the nosey passer-byers. For those reasons – and others that are so evidently babe there’s no need to elaborate on them – Chelsey will always go down as a memorable encounter at the Whitney Biennial. Here she is with a guard and one of many Lutz Bacher pieces. (photo by Xavier Aaronson)
It was my first time shooting abroad and Antwerp happened to be the city to kick things off in. There I found a new, tetris-like monument called the MAS Museum and inside, I was treated to a lovely, chance encounter with a stunning Belgian called Jessica. Up until the moment we spoke, Jessica was moving between galleries and artworks in total dazed intrigue, oblivious to the rest of the museum-goers and even better, completely inattentive to her own allure.
We recently caught up with Jessica to talk about the color black, the pleasures of people-lurking, and the photographers who best depict a woman’s sex appeal. Complete interview here.
Jessica in front of Anne-Mie Van Kerckhovens colorful murals at the MAS Museum of Antwerp (photo by Xavier Aaronson)
Deep in the Minas Gerais region of Brazil, off the beaten pathes of São Paulo or Rio de Janeiro there is a contemporary art museum that also boasts its own botanical garden called the Museu Inhotim. I can’t think of a better, more remote place to shoot, which still qualifies as a museum. Spotted at Inhotim was Carol, who was really vibing out to Brazilian visual artist Hélio Oiticica’s Grade installation.
Swinging on polyethyline ropes with a baby on your lap is not exactly the weightless experience you expected from a museum trip. Participatory exhibitions are everywhere (Carsten Holler, Richard Serra, Tomás Saraceno, etc.), so don’t be surprised how touchy-feely and interactive your next museum visit can be. The Ævar is an installation made by Icelandic artist Dagbjört Ylfa Geirsdóttir and exhibited at the Reykjavik Art Museum. Hovering over thin air, in a mesh of rope and fish nets, is art student Edda with 15-month old bundle of mumbles Kormákur. (photo by Guðný Jónsdóttir)
Tasnim is from DC, by way of Toronto, by way of Bangladesh, by way of London! I’m so dizzy from globetrotting in my head, that I’ll just leave it at London, where she was spotted at the Tate Modern‘s Structure and Clarity exhibition.
In the spirit of laying down at the museum, I bring you Brooke at the New Museum. Brooke is a photographer who was spotted taking a pencil-straight rest on Slavs and Tatars‘ PrayWay, as part of its Ungovernables exhibition. (Photo by Alfredo Lettenmaier)
Sitting is for sissies. This is Joanna laying out for a change. She also paints, sculpts and lives in Los Angeles.
