an unfrosted cake

Together these halves make up a mini-retrospective, replete with firsts: the first time that “Ice Bag” will function consistently since its completion (or so the conservators hope), and the first time the public will see rare footage of most of Mr. Oldenburg’s legendary Happenings, the anarchic, semiscripted group performances involving sculptural props and sets that prefigured today’s performance art.

The titles scrolled by too quickly to read.

I, that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty To strut before a wanton ambling nymph; I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deformed, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them ...