a visual collective outlet of inspiration
established in 1526, beretta is an italian family-owned store in the upper east side. providing a great selection of rifles, shotguns, knives and hunting attire in a three-story townhouse, dangerous things are being sold there with elegance and genuine interest. by ak
ny places
sopo
nyc’s newest hood. and of course there’s a fuckin tshirt (but for a good cause). by m+m
Agnetha Åse Fältskog at the guggenheim
iconic sweedish legs. by xy
Martynka Wawrzyniak opening night at envoy for “smell me”
blood sweat and tears? well not quite, lets skip the blood.
it will all end in tears…. or in an armpit. polish artist martynka wawrzyniak demonstrates…
martynka wawrzyniak with sam and dawn goldworm
ucef hanjani and martynka wawrzyniak
photographer richard kern
“smell me” by martynka wawrzyniak was the perfect visceral self-portrait. one so intimate and original that either no one ever dared to do it, or one so intimate no one would have come to see it. that’s just 2 of the many good reasons why i went to see it.
“working with a research team of hunter college chemistry students under the guidance of professor donna mcgregor the artist underwent multiple experiments to collect aromatic elements from her body. she was subject to rigorous sessions to extract the concentrated essence of her sweat, tears, and hair to create an olfactory-based self-portrait that will engage visitors in a visceral form of communication without visuality as primary form.” – original post
the show will be up 10-20-2012 to 11-18-20012, at the new envoy gallery on 87 rivington street. with thanx to 12.29. by dd
Carnival des corbeaux
cool posters for sleep no more and their carnival themed halloween party at the mckittrick hotel. by cp
THE LAST PICTURES
spend your evening tonight at bryant park under the stars with werner herzog, trevor paglen, and tracy k. smith. by cp
PATTI SMITH – JUST KIDS
i guess everything has been discussed about this book already but it’s such a beautiful portrait of a city, an era, two people… it’s just great. by pp.
DJ compilations: easy listening… well sort of!
musician/dj quinn luke aka bing-ji-ling
ucef hanjani of the collective selectors ceft colaition
jamaican record producer clive chin
amsterdams dj jaziah
our friends at “here we go now” have compiled a series of music compilations from various DJs in NY and beyond, including the legendary jamaican record producer clive chin of new yorks miss lilly’s. if you happen to have the patience to wait for the damn stream to load (pending your connection: mine took 2 minutes and 19″ seconds to be exact) this eclectic mix of reggae funk and electronica by the ceft coalition spanning over an hour of music is worth a listen (click here to load stream). my other fav is of course anything from clive as well as the mix by princess christiens socceaneanana. happy listening. photos courtesy of gerald forster. by pr
saturdays magazine
the other day, saturdays surf throw a party for the launch of their magazine, the issue one is beautiful, designed by our friend javas, the man about town. lovely! more here by pp.
occupy my bag
this tote bag pretty much sums up the movement. the genteel folks vs the aggressive bulls. i dont need to say who wins the battle. $7 (cash only) available at saint marks bookstore. wonder who gets the money… probably another bull. by xy
hanging by a thread: incredible “drawings”
on view at the kunstgaleriebonn gallery in bonn from june 6th to july 20, 2012
detail: the lines are actually thread glued down one at a time
“the thread has been adhered to the paper. the second layer… is adhered to the paper… at the intersections.”
incredible detail “drawing” by hadi tabatabi. that is if you can call them drawings, granted they are included in the sally & waynn kramarsky epic works-on-paper collection next to richard tuttle, robert smithson, jasper johns, eva hesse, donald judd, richard serra, john cage, and on and on. this new series is constructed with thread, a common material used by the artist in past work, but never in this manner… “in this new work there are two layers of thread. one layer sits directly on the paper, and the whole length of the thread has been adhered to the paper. the second layer which is perpendicular to the first layer sits on top of the first layer and is adhered to the paper only at the ends and to the first layer thread at the intersections.” this kind of patience and detail is something of an anomaly in our time, and that is exactly why i love this work. of course, nothing is like seeing these up-close. i bought a piece last year in new york from the danese gallery. if you are in germany in june/july check out the show “papier/paper III” at the kunstgaleriebonn, in bonn june 6th to july 20, and at the denese again in new york, june 14 through august 17. by wk
tom sachs space program mars: nasa meets nike, meets krink ink, meets tupac, meets playboy. it was one hell of a party
may 15th opening night at the tom sachs show at the new york park avenue armory
i’ve had eggs and bacon with buzz aldrin himself (no shit!) and i still found this to be pretty exciting
gravity defying counterfeit nike high-tops courtesy of mister tom sachs, i so wanted this one
authentic nasa fridge… the final frontier
i suppose you cant take your samsung point-and-shoot to the moon now can ya!
nasa taco truck, brilliant.
i’m not sure so don’t quote me, but i think this is john fuckin luries stinkin’ air jordans
thanx dre we missed you that night but you where there in spirit… and well as a ban-saw!
this was funny, vintage 60’s-70’s playboy issues painted in official nasa silver. upon exit of the show you walk through a metal detector while 3 mustache-laden nasa officials are busy reading playboys with the nasa silver cover
mars yard shoe, cause you won’t need high tops all the way up there. i was actually wondering that night what nike had to do with nasa and all? and the funny thing i learned was that nike has been and does actually supply nasa with many of the astronauts high tech fabrics and get-ups…
jerry-rigged nasa suit by tom sachs
nasa krink-ink, i mean you’re not gonna go all the way there and not tag shit.
maybe i can explain kl… so last week we somehow got on the premier nights invite list by mistake, sorta like peter sellers in blake edwards’ film “the party.” it was a hike to the peak of manhattan, but it was tom sachs, and i was curious what sort of shenanigans he’d be up to in new york now that jeffrey‘s has flocked to la. i remember mid-way climbing up mount everest in the cab that i thought damn this better be worth it… but you know i grew up admiring nasa, wanted to be an astronaut, had every book on nasa and it’s space suits, and i even named my dog after the first dog in space… so why not? once there i stepped over the slimy olivier zahn, said hi to robert longo, pushed aside kanye west, hugged mario sorrenti, kissed bill cunningham’s forehead and grabbed some popcorn. the show was great and i had a big smile walking around. but while tom’s work is more trendy than serious and he has a bit of a frat boy humor for my taste, he does make me laugh and the show in a way made my grey week a bit more nasa red. i highly recommend all you art lovers to check it out. the show, at the park avenue armory is up till june 17th so hurry. by dd
