BITTERSWEET NOSTALGIA IN AMSTERDAM
by ArtSlant Senior Editor Andrea Alessi
More than birthdays, more than New Year’s Eve, there’s something about September that viscerally marks the passage of time. A feeling of nostalgia hides under the angle of the Earth’s axial tilt. It blows in on cooling winds, grows with the lengthening shadows. It begins gradually, the bittersweet end of Summer, then suddenly there’s no time left.
Last September the Stedelijk Museum reopened. Has it really been a whole year? Indeed. We’ve attended stellar exhibitions dedicated to Mike Kelley, Aernout Mik, and Lucy McKenzie. Last month the museum’s Creative Director Ann Goldstein announced her resignation after just four years. Has it already been four years? Elsewhere on the Museumplein, the Van Gogh Museum briefly took up residence in the Hermitage and then returned better than ever and the Rijksmuseum opened its beautifully renovated building to tremendous fanfare and intimidating queues. Big things happen. Milestones in our diaries are reached, then scratched out. We turn the page and move on.
Yes, September is a good time to reminisce but also to look ahead. So pause here. Acknowledge the passage of time. Now get ready. As August’s balmy limbo releases us from its pacifying embrace, Amsterdam’s gallery scene blinks awake to the standard harmony of exhibition openings. We welcome artists having their first Amsterdam solo shows into the fold and say hello to old favorites as they filter into their galleries’ exhibition cycles (time for another Roger Hiorns show at Annet Gelink – it’s been two years? Dawn Mellor at Gabriel Rolt – three!?)...