The Fromage-Frescoed MoMath

Wonderfully curated and stimulating exhibit, Composite, at MoMath – E. 26th and 5th.  Marvelous curvilinear artwork and provocative line-drawings, ink, paint, and jolly sculptures of cunning pipe-cleaner imagination.  By "the Twins," 32-year-old master draftsmen and thinkers, brothers Ryan and Trevor Oakes, deft in art and mathematics.  Put together by splendid literary writer and man-about-numbers Lawrence "Wren" Weschler (who, it turns out, is a genial fellow, even to total strangers comme moi).

At the opening: divine hors d'oeuvres and drinks by Elegant Caterers, which served wonderful trays of great cheeses among the many delights to be had, to be scarfed and enjoyed on the fly.  Great people-watching, though the attendees for the opening did not seem quite in the Archimedes mode, what with all the tout Paris modèles and soignée stilting back and forth to be admired.  Which the four of us did.  Regular shows, however, are attended by sober and quirky people with a live sense of wonder and curiosity, which this museum fulfills, while seducing one to further examinations, research, and thought.

We saw kids as young as six, along with the hoary-headed and semi-bent.  Truth is, the exhibits, though aimed at  the teen and sub-teen with a mind, are far too compelling and playful to be left to the el-hi crowd.  Most visitors were the smart set, keen to see the next big thing.  They were not disappointed.

For those unacquainted with this lapidary new museum, just two years old, it offers a new way, or ways, to regard the world, attitudes that encompass mathematical principles.  As a result of their  piquant take on mounting shows, with whimsy encompassed in one show about laundry, for example, it is a grand venue for  children as well as adults.  Both learn tremendously from the exhibits, the extensive captions and legends.  Also, offerings are sometimes hands-on, and the film clips and videos and hangings are never less than compulsive viewing-worthy.

At their present location, they are only two stories high, directly across from the 23rd Street park, and within eyeshot of the myriad wonders of Little Eataly, on West 23rd, and the iconic Flatiron Building on the corner.  But the staff told me they will be moving when they find a bigger space to accommodate all their fertile plans.

Going will make you a more knowledgeable  citizen, help you think in new directions and dimensions, and provide an aura of satisfaction that you have opted for this entertainment over so many less rewarding time-consumers.