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Today is a glorious one for your idle time, as Google Maps has made a function available to turn any street view into a game of Pac-Man.
Well, not ANY view, as you have to be somewhere with enough streets for a fair fight between hungry yellow orb and colorful ghosts. The Spiral Jetty, for example, is off-limits for the version of the 1980s game, alas. However, much of the world is your arcade oyster in the pre-April Fool’s Day platform, from the Sculpture Garden at the Walker Art Center to the clandestine spaces of Gramercy Park. The Pac-Man option follows Google making its logo into a Pac-Man game back in 2010, and Google Maps transforming into a Pokemon hunt last year as another April Fool’s Eve hack (apparently they always like to be one day ahead of the rest of the internet pranksters).
Personally, I found it addictive to track down those winding, nonsensical 19th-century cemetery maps available on Google Maps, such as the looping Victorian roads of Brooklyn’s Green-Wood Cemetery, the treacherous maze-like roads of Père-Lachaise in Paris, or the hellish conflagrations of roads in Boston’s Mount Auburn Cemetery. Running from ghosts in a cemetery is suddenly such fun. Whether it’s the grid of NYC or the Haussmann lines of Paris, just be sure you’ll have plenty of fleeing room and intersections to get away from those sinister specters. You don’t want to find yourself at a dead end.
Play Pac-Man anywhere on Google Maps.
The works in Fault Lines prove that abstraction need not be confined to the inner life of the artist.
Celeste’s sculptures all rely on natural forces to achieve balance, and thus are perpetually on the precipice of collapse.
Romanticism to Ruin: Two Lost Works of Sullivan and Wright memorializes Chicago’s Garrick Theatre and Buffalo’s Larkin Building, which were razed to build a parking lot and a truck stop.
By reinventing the traditional bokashi technique, Hamanaka reminds us that nothing is dead, even when many proclaim otherwise.
The company’s mastery of the art market’s smoke and mirrors is its most impressive illusion.
Sadly, though by no means surprisingly, there is precedence for this female erasure. Women have been and continue to be the executors of the invisible, unpaid, unaccredited labor that makes much of the world run smoothly.