Stefen Brüggemann: White Noise

That’s it. That’s the art.

This installation at @hauserwirth reminded me of the 1980s. Publishers Clearing House, ‘Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous,’ Scrooge McDuck.

So many of my ideas and expectations of wealth were crafted in that decade—the decade of excess, the decade of ‘Dallas,’ ‘Dynasty,’ and The Donald.

It was all “mergers and acquisitions.” I didn’t know what any of it meant, but it sounded exciting.

This golden door and red carpet reminded me of what happens when preparation meets opportunity. Hard work and hope.

It reminded me of all that glitters and how sometimes … it isn’t gold.

Then, I became suspicious of the work as it reminded me of lies—smoke and mirrors, golden leaf over rusted aluminum trap doors, and wet red carpets that have to be returned to the prop house before midnight.

This installation, part of Stefan Brüggemann’s ‘White Noise’ was a crowded void—heavy in its simplicity and burdening in its emptiness.