I fired off two shots at the Gordon Matta-Clark retrospective before getting the threatening cease-and-desist finger from the security staff. Kind of odd to see his practice enshrined this way. The museum as embalmer. His photographic exploits were way more lush than I remembered. There he is below, in a self-portrait performance that combined “recycling and body art,” and inspired that Lenny Kravitz opulent-dreads phase. His minimalist sensibility had a pop.
Top two images by imagineering
Bottom image from here
