Magazine article The New Yorker

Art Jocks

Magazine article The New Yorker

Art Jocks

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From the Metropolitan Museum of Art's roof garden, Central Park looks like the biggest and greenest swimming pool in town. Many visitors come for the view--the pool is fenced by the jagged architectural shrubbery of Central Park South and Central Park West--and on Friday evenings the singles scene is heavy. (There's also a reasonably full bar, open from 10 A.M. until the museum closes.) In this setting, sculpture, which Ad Reinhardt said was something you bumped into when stepping back to look at a painting, is something that viewers bump into when trying to locate the Dakota.

This summer, five untitled sculptures by Joel Shapiro are handling such snubs with characteristic grace. They don't block the view, but they do complicate it, transforming the surrounding buildings into spectators of their cheerful athleticism. The central work is a Flying Wallendaslike cluster of limbs, which, at twenty-four feet tall, is one of Shapiro's biggest sculptures to date. …

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