No hand gel, no shake. From the Yoko Ono exhibit at the MCA in Chicago (Oct 2025). Also her hands were full.
This seems an apt metaphor for our times, as a man blindly extends his hand through a hole in Yoko Ono’s conceptual art piece, ostensibly to shake hands with a stranger, yet there are no takers. In the COVID era, and in the highest period of partisan divide since the 1960’s/70’s, you’ll only get dead air. Just try not to take it personally. But c’mon, seriously, look at those shoes.
The reverse in conceptual art is rarely as enticing.This work could be marketed as the official “Donald Trump Chess Set”where white always wins!Apropos, her work for me is mostly head-scratching. Plus she fucking broke up the Beatles (not really, yes really)!
Much of my career in radiology has been spent studying, with great fascination, the internal mechanisms of the human body. This blog is an effort to expand that view to the outside world and also to map my own experiences engaging with it.
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Great Exudations 