On a walk with my friend John, we spotted this window in a Station North drycleaner. I love that in this shot, the frames in the shop window play against the reflected windows in the buildings opposite, the sheet glass against the tactile brownstones, the 19th century arches against the spare wood frames.
Plus, I love that the site of this piece is in the window of the emerging arts district’s drycleaner. Art is everywhere in this pocket of Baltimore.
If you look closely, you can see John and — if you look even a little more closely — me in this photo. Which I think is kind of great. Portrait of the artists, lingering in a Station North drycleaner.
I’ve noticed that there seems to be an interest in displaying frames in windows lately. We saw this frame display in a Mt. Vernon window the same day.
I like it: the concept suggests a playfulness about windowframes — and probes some larger questions about framing, the act of viewing, and art. There could be some good academic scholarship here. These pieces enact an age-old idea: Art as a window?