The Washington Post does a fairly good job of ripping The Gates a new asshole.
It’s amazing how small the artistic return can be on a piece that fills 850 acres in the middle of one of the world’s great cities and looks set to cost $21 million before it’s done.
It’s a good rule of thumb that public art should have something to do with a) the public, and/or b) art. “The Gates: Central Park, New York, 1979-2005”, as the project is officially called, is about neither. It’s about a socialite artist couple’s 26 year-old struggle with bureaucracy to put up a lawn ornament. Hearing THAT story might have been more interesting than The Gates themselves.
…the artists’ gates just seem like the latest thing in bourgeois beautification. (Crate & Barrel must be due to launch a home-and-garden version any day.)