Wendy M.
Yelp
When I walked into Earth Room, I seriously couldn't believe my eyes. Could this "gallery" really be just a room full of dirt? Once I realized that indeed that's all it was, I burst out laughing (how rude!) and nearly wet my pants running down the stairs (just a few drops). You see, I was one of four 50-year old women FROM VERMONT on our Women's Weekend in NY. The last thing we needed to see was a room full of dirt.
Why did we go there? It was totally unintentional if you can believe that. You see, the Earth Room is not easy to stumble upon. It's tucked away on the second floor of a sleepy street in Soho. But for some reason "The Earth Room" was what Ann noticed on her iphone map when we exited the High Line and googled for a "nearby" gallery. Address in hand, we spent the better part of our day shopping and eating our way thru Greenwich Village. At 3, we decided we had better make a beeline for the Earth Room "before it closes." We wanted to have enough time to see everything.
So after numerous wrong turns and conversations with Siri, we finally arrived at 141 Wooster at 3:20. We found it odd that they were closed from 3-3:30, but what the heck, we'd come this far. We shopped a bit more and came back 20 minutes later -- only to find a room full of dirt. I haven't laughed that hard in years.
So you see, we really did make a significant effort to see this "gallery" without any inkling that it was quite literally an earth room. We see dirt all the time in Vermont! This was nothing special. So we tried to understand, why is this here? and how long has it been here? Is the only way NYers can experience what looks (and smells) like a freshly plowed garden? probably...
So just when the four of us had gotten our giggles under control, another group exited the building. They were speaking in French, but then one said in perfect English, "Yes, it's such a simple statement...symbolizing the possibilities that can emerge from fertile ground...It's brilliant!"
We lost it again.
I'll probably go back to the Earth Room next time I'm in NY with my kids. In fact, I'm actually glad that I went. It got me thinking (which is what art is supposed to do). I'm glad some people consider this dirt to be art. It's nature's blank canvas. I just wish it wasn't restricted to a gallery in NYC. In Vermont, our communities are full of art!