8.7.17 — The Feast of Summer

On a hot summer day, New Yorkers might wish they had a backyard swimming pool—if only they had a backyard apart from the city’s parks. And there, in Brooklyn Bridge Park, Anish Kapoor sets out a pool for anything but wading.

In place of his usual sweeping curves, it has a whirlpool at its center, sucking water in and churning the water up at its edges. Nestled almost beneath the bridge, it exists between the Scylla of gentrification and the Charybdis of art. Fortunately, it looks more meditative than threatening, and its title, Declension, sounds more out of Latin grammar than Greek myth. It could evoke a gentler slope as well, toward the East River and sea. Of course, in grammar a declension means running down nouns and adjectives, so how about a run through more of a New Yorker’s backyard?

My posts this week continue through 2017 summer sculpture. The tour starts with an extra post tomorrow, when the sun comes out, on the Met’s roof with Adrián Villar Rojas and a stiff drink. I then detour to Socrates Sculpture Park, for Nari Ward and a herd of goats. Last, I return to Manhattan for the grand boulevards, the High Line, and quieter parks. Together, they offer the feast of a New York summer. Enjoy.

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