SF MoMA has Ragnar Kjartansson's The Visitors on display, I got to see The Visitors again in a different configuration than I saw it last time. what a cool piece.
Nine projections of a group setting up and playing a somber song commemorating/commiserating the artist's divorce, each camera showing a different performance with it's own audio hookup. you can't experience the whole thing at once, and in the configuration I saw it last time you couldn't even hear everything at once. it's a really beautiful piece speaking about the greatness of friendship, of companionship, and healing.
the gallery statement on it recast it in to a "celebratory" statement of comradery in light of COVID but like man it's so mournful. it's suffocating and soaking and so good
