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by Brent Burket
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8 comments:
Love these! Truth is stranger than fiction (or art), don'tcha know. What's the story of those beautiful vault doors in the basement at work?
Crazy, huh? I don't know the story yet. They're just there. Which makes it even freakier.
And that chandlier? It seemed so random and surreal. I actually thought that maybe it was a Cerith Wyn Evans piece, but I asked the guard and he told me that it was J.P. Morgan's. Right across the street from the Exchange.
And JD, on an unrelated note. OMG! Did Wendy White's show ever rock my shit. More to come, but for now . . . WOW.
Great series Brent! Nothing chaps my hole more than sports in my courtyard!
Heh-heh. He said, "chaps my hole."
great sightings, HAA. And yes, WW's show is grand stuff.
That chandlier KILLS ME! It was J.P. Morgan's?!?!?
THAT IS NUTS!
Yeah. How crazy is that. I had just seen that piece on Cerith Wyn Evans in Art Review, and I thought it might have been him. But nope, J.P. Morgan's light source. It's pretty great that they just FILLED the lobby with it.You called it . . . NUTS.
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