| If ever there was a middle-of-the-road exhibition, (read Sandra Bullock minus the Jesse James scandal), this Whitney Biennial is it. In an effort to pull off an “Obama Change” and ostensibly please everybody, traditional, nattering, nabob art critics included, guest curator, Francesco Bonami, and Whitney senior curatorial assistant, Gary Carrion-Murayari, with a few standout exceptions, turned what is usually a messy and colorful cacophony of coloratura voices all fighting to be heard, into a relatively tame, and well-ordered blue-haired lady, one that lacks color, speaks mostly in low hushed tones, and prefers dressed-down matinees rather than paparazzo-fueled red carpet openings. | | |
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