Scope just went up a notch in my book. I still don’t care much for the art, but so long as they keep enlisting reputable restaurants like Roberta’s there’s a reason to visit. Their food tastes great, and while the prices aren’t cheap, compared to everywhere else in Miami it was steal. I paid $17 dollars for an eggplant, avocado and arugula sandwich, a cup of watermelon lemonade, and a cinnamon bun; it was hands-down the best food I’ve ever had in Miami.
As for the fair proper, Hrag Vartanian over at Hyperallergic liked Scope a lot more than I did. We’ll be hosting a tit round up shortly, but in the meantime — two highlights from the fair.
This pony might have gotten lucky with its trick but credit where credit is due. Execution wise, the TV and beat box were expertly fashioned. Other works in the booth, such as the Ming pottery-esque water bottles, looked too cheap to be compelling.
Okay, clearly this isn’t very good. A general rule of thumb: no matter what material you’re covering a room with, once a crochet bodysuit and head mask enters the equation there will be trouble. Resist the urge. Still, there were a few nice moments within the installation.
This paint roller beside the sink for instance. Not bad. I like that the color of the paint is represented on the roller itself.
I shot this bike just outside the Rubell collection. There may be nothing more poignant than renegade crochet in the sunset.