Bloom of Doom
Like black mold, there’s something strange creeping into our sacred civic institutions. Imagine for a minute that the Miami Art Museum floods with swamp sludge and the walls bloom spotty fungal murals. Local weirdos — Kevin Arrow, Jim Drain, Guerra de la Paz, Adler Guerrier, Beatriz Monteavaro, Frances Trombly, and dozens of others — follow nature’s lead, taking over the ground floor and filling 5,000 square feet with ambiguous stains, alien faces, and minimalist monuments. This is “New Work Miami 2010.” Now, if you were gonna throw a post-invasion art party this Thursday from 6 to 9 p.m., you’d probably call it Afterhours. You’d probably book garage gang Jacuzzi Boys and postpunk unit Beings to provide the noise. And you’d probably hire the Talking Head Transmitters for an impromptu sermon about the interstellar power points of ’80s rock. Well, breathe deeply — you’ve been beaten to the punch.
Thu., Sept. 2, 6 p.m., 2010
