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The Bass

Miami Beach

NOW CLOSED

The Bass, Miami Beach’s contemporary art museum, will open its newly transformed space to the public this October with solo exhibitions by Ugo Rondinone and Pascale Marthine Tayou. A self-titled solo exhibition by Mika Rottenberg will open in December, to coincide with Art Basel Miami Beach. In addition, a large gallery will be dedicated to a display of recent contemporary acquisitions and gifts to the museum’s permanent collection. The Bass’ major renovation has increased programmable space by nearly 50 per cent, with four additional galleries, a museum shop, café and designated education facility. In 2001, the museum conducted its first renovation, designed by Arata Isozaki, and in 2015 the Tokyo–based architect returned to oversee its latest transformation. Find out more about the reopening from The Bass’ website.

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The Bass, Miami Beach. Photo by Robin Hill / Courtesy of The Bass

The Bass, Miami Beach. Photo by Robin Hill / Courtesy of The Bass

The Bass, Miami Beach. Photo by Robin Hill / Courtesy of The Bass

The Bass, Miami Beach. Photo by Robin Hill / Courtesy of The Bass

clockwork for oracles II (2008), Ugo Rondinone. Image courtesy of the artist

clockwork for oracles II (2008), Ugo Rondinone. Image courtesy of the artist

It's late and the wind carries a faint sound as it moves through the trees. It could be anything. The jingling of little bells perhaps, or the tiny ickering out of tiny lives. I stroll down the sidewalk and close my eyes and open them and wait for my, mind to go perfectly blank. Like a room no one has ever entered, a room without any doors or windows. A place where nothing happens (1999–2000), Ugo Rondinone. Image courtesy of the artist

It’s late and the wind carries a faint sound as it moves through the trees. It could be anything. The jingling of little bells perhaps, or the tiny ickering out of tiny lives. I stroll down the sidewalk and close my eyes and open them and wait for my, mind to go perfectly blank. Like a room no one has ever entered, a room without any doors or windows. A place where nothing happens (1999–2000), Ugo Rondinone. Image courtesy of the artist

Fresque de craies K (2015), Pascale Marthine Tayou. Image courtesy the artist and GALLERIA CONTINUA, Photo by Veronica Tronnolone

Fresque de craies K (2015), Pascale Marthine Tayou. Image courtesy the artist and GALLERIA CONTINUA, Photo by Veronica Tronnolone

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