PIGEON IN A PARK:
An aptly named photography exhibition
No need to read this writeup, Pigeon in a Park is exactly what you think it is, a pigeon in a park. But seeing as you’re still reading this, we might as well repeat ourselves: This is a photography exhibition showcasing a pigeon in a park. Nothing more. Nothing less.
Or is it?
Critics argue that Kevin Klonsky’s work speaks to something much deeper. A commentary on the monotony of life. An attack on the destruction of our greenspaces. A peek into how not to take photographs. Klonsky maintains that the art lies in however the audience sees it—if in fact the audience sees a pigeon in a park.
Either way, crowds bob and weave their way from photo to photo, searching for a bit of understanding here, a piece of half-eaten cheese there, a flaccid, lipstick-stained cigarette butt somewhere. The art hangs on the walls, but the meaning lies in the heads of us all. Wondering what to make of our pathetic, mouth-breathing lives.
About the Artist
Kevin Klonsky, a self-taught, self-actualized, self-loathing Jew, is the only member of his family to not earn a Master of Fine Arts. He is currently on three different types of blood pressure medication—and is going through his second consecutive midlife crisis.
