Tag: Art
Fortoul Presents a sell out.
If you like crowded house parties, Blue in Green Soho was the place to be this past Friday night. The men’s clothing and lifestyle store transformed into an art exhibition in celebration of its four year...
Emilie Clark: Maxwell’s Lair.
Photos courtesy of Morgan Lehman Gallery
It wasn’t the menacing blizzard conditions that produced a substantial crowd at the Morgan Lehman Gallery in Chelsea last night. Though, it probably had something to do with visitors going for...
Collective Hardware- So hot that they are literally going up in flames.
When bohemia sometimes makes you wince.
You’ve probably heard of them by now-the gang over at Collective Hardware and no matter what you think of them, - too brilliant or too just out there with too perfect cheek bones and...
Coming, to France’s Dismay- McDonalds!
When the American fast food giant opens its doors at the Louvre you know France has gone to the dogs.
It seems that the French have committed the most ultimate faux pas possible- they have allowed a fast food giant...
CJ Reilly gets a Prosthetic leg thrown at him.
After seeing C.J. Reilly's Drawing Stories from South America show during the Bushwick Open Studios and Art Fair (CJ Reilly- From one tip of Bushwick to South America) I became enamored with the sensitivity and humanity of his work....
Addiction. A collection of Photography by Thi Chien.
It is the season of the tilted hat. A time when the cold is just warm enough to keep the head partly exposed to whatever bullshit one wishes to fill it with. Like a vein. Like drugs. Taking blood,...
Amber and Brendan turn up at STK.
When one walks into Amber Arbucci and Brendan Murphy’s exhibit, one instantly feels empowered by their creations. With nude models covered in body paint in the African wilderness, Amber Arbucci’s photos flirt with danger, emboldened femininity and exuded sensuality. ...
Skrapper: A fashion line that still fights in Spunk and the Downtrodden.
It’s some time way past noon and I’m looking for the offices of Skrapper deep in Soho. Out of nowhere William Quigley, the designer and current art world fixture since the 80’s comes running out of his loft in...
Annika Connor; Self-proclaimed Girly-Girl, cum Genius.
The first thought that crosses my mind is: This cannot be her. She stands in the reception area of Downtown Manhattan’s dimly lit, designer-decadent BOND ST restaurant, flawless blonde hair flipped to a Charlie’s Angels-esque wave, electric pink blouse,...
Artists 4 Israel’s (S)kin Life Drawing Workshop: Chaos and Glory or “Is bigger better?”
Artists 4 Israel’s 5th (S)kin Life Drawing workshop was a massive display of rock and roll style perfected imperfections, advocacy and chaotic, glorious, achievement. Art and advocacy competing to trump one another, (S)kin is subtlety of message meshed with...
Liz Parks- Your personal Art Advocate.
Art. What is it? Why collect it? What’s it worth, what does it all mean and who’s a must have and who’s not? These are some of the questions often being mulled in the back of any prospective art...
TY KU Sake and some Art Battles.
Sake is nothing new for the bartenders at Matsuri. In fact, the restaurant boasts of the largest selection of sake in New York, which is overseen of by the city’s sole sake sommelier. The restaurant’s reputation among sake...
Gilles and Louda Larrain- A Feasting of Art.
People in this city talk persistently of art’s coming death. You’ve met them. You might have even thought it yourself, feared that all artists genuinely nourished by the taste of beauty rather than billion dollar champagne have lapsed into...
40th anniversary of Woodstock at the Morrison Hotel Art Gallery.
The revolution has been commoditized. Luckily, for those of us who could not have afforded the time to be born into a generation who actually achieved their dreams, it is now on sale.
The Morrison Hotel Art Gallery’s 40th Anniversary...
Sally Golan- ‘A Hint of the Dark Side.’
Teetering along in my heels, I tentatively looked around in search of The Gallery Bar. Having never been there as well as have never attended Sally Golan’s Social Night of Exposure, I had no idea what to expect. As...
