Spring/Break feels a bit different this year, which might have something to do with its location in the United Nations complex in midtown.
It’s supposed to be spring, with daylight savings time finally arriving this weekend to give us a reprieve from the dark days of winter. It’s supposed to be a break — from the jet fuel-fueled commerce of Armory week in New York City. It has been, but last year, the Spring/Break Art Show had rooms and installations that were wild, hallucinatory concoctions, fairy tales with the sharp incisors left in. I recall a room that featured a forest with trees festooned with books, spilling out into a hallway so that the whole looked and felt like runaway fecundity. But this year’s fair doesn’t quite feel as free spirited as that, not as fanciful and experimental either…