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The demise of the Chelsea Hotel.

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Even until last summer some of us were still venturing off to the Chelsea Hotel. I remember one great party where I was invited with a bunch of other rascallian misfits having a panaromic vista midnight dinner feast for the 4th of July on the very top of the Chelsea Hotel. I didn’t know it at the time (although I must have sensed it) I was later told I was surrounded by major gallerists, art dealers, editors, top models and a few of their preferred concubines (yes- one can still merit an idea as one assuming you provoke and inspire your sponsors with a modicum of wit and a large dollop on the ease on the eyes factor honey).

I was fortunate to return later that summer and partake in controversial artist Sam Basset’s film screenings of his documentaries of some of the residents who lived in the building until ironically he later was forced to move out after having occupied the top level for a while and profligating the innards of the hotel with his mobile sculpture. I am only sorry I made the alarm go off every ten minutes every time I visited.

Irene Tschachazov:Painter

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  1. It’s inevitable. The baby boomers will slowly be selling off their property for peanuts, to developers who have no sense of history and legacy. The only possible way to save the original structure is to commodify its legend into a sort of theme park for kids who have no idea who Sid & Nancy are (and don’t give a shit) – i.g: CBGB by Varvatos. At this point, with all the underage flashing teeny boppers hogging headlines, Don Hill’s might as well be owned and operated by Hot Topic and open it up to tweens.

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