The sculptor Anish Kapoor gives the Guardian a great, weird interview, including his claim that new art is vaginal, meaning, among other things, in the gutter. Something about this is hysterically funny (and evidently, as Eli pointed out, hysteria is back), both to me, and to Kapoor, apparently.

“I would say that to make new art, you need to make new space. The modernist space, all the great modern art, has been like the rocket, phallic, onwards and upwards. The new space is the opposite of that. It’s in the gutter, it’s deep, dark, inverted, it’s inside out. If you think what the space of the internet is, it’s a curious non-space—it’s like it’s turning itself inside out because that way you can create so much more space by going in and deep. So this is, in a curious way, the future, and it links psychologically to the past and, of course, as you say, it’s sexual.” He likes to answer a question fully, does Kapoor.

Would he say that, as an artist, he has reclaimed the vagina? “I would not disagree with you.” He starts laughing. “Hahahahahahaha!” It goes on so long that it becomes disarming. I’m not sure if he’s laughing at me or with me. “Forgive me!” he finally says.

This, below, is Sky Mirror, which recently went up in Rockefeller Center in the ongoing quest to reclaim the vagina. Somebody notify Louise Bourgeois, who is currently at work sculpting penises on top of onwards and upwards rockets of water for Seattle.

And then there’s the question Jerry Saltz brought up in the Voice recently in his column “Where the Girls Aren’t” about the lack of women artists in galleries. What about Seattle? Men do outnumber women, but how badly? I’m not sure yet.