There’s something unsettlingly true about the photograph Bar
by MK Guth. It’s a self-portrait of the artist sitting in a Las Vegas hotel bar, decked out with two braids tied to her head as part of a performance-art piece. These aren’t ordinary braids. They’re 300 feet long apiece, piled up behind her on the floor in an enormous heap. Isn’t this what we all do when we sit at a bar, trying to look cool or pick people up: bring our baggage with us, the accoutrements of vanity, which we use to prop up our egos, oblivious of how ridiculous we may look? There may not even be anybody else in the room, as is the case in Guth’s photo, but our props take up all the extra space, metastasizing on a mission to eat the world. Ah, vanity, thy name is not Woman, but Human. Through Nov. 27.
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