Musings from the God of Cities

so, one of the better things about hanging with dw is his interest in and knowledge of all things both arty and farty. things like the art galleries of chelsea. i feel like a lot of new yorkers talk about the great art in the city, and how there's so many great galleries, etc., but they never go to any. there's probably a lot of folks who also think that art galleries (especially in chelsea of all places) are probably all snooty and obnoxious. well, actually they are. but whatever, who cares? a lot of 'em have really cool shit in 'em. here's some highlights of what i saw when i went to some chelsea art galleries a few weeks ago:

tara donovan at pace wildenstein. basically, it was about a jillion plastic cups stacked and arranged around a big-ass room. the whole thing is almost infinitely cooler than my description makes it sound.






next up was brian alfred's works at mary boone gallery. i liked that the bright colors, and flat geometric style of alfred's works made them look like they were made of paper cut outs.








after that was mattia bonetti's flower tables at luhring augustine gallery.



i wouldn't even have seen this exhibit if i weren't following this dude to try to take a picture of his seeming in ability to find a belt hr feels is "just right."

after the flower tables we saw this big lot filled with a bunch of differen't artists' works. unfortunately, i'm a big fat stupid and forgot to jot down any of their names or the who the show was associated with. update: the show is called "survivor" and was organized by david rimanelli for bortolami dayan. more information available here. thanks, dw.




blow-ups of "wacky" news articles


an ode to lucy.


bin laden youth


van halen.


i went into both of these to see if anyone had either numberoned or numbertwoed in either one. (no one had.)


this picture shows the neon lights reflected from the piece in the previous picture, obvs.

then we went to gallery henoch and checked out eric zener's recent works. i loveloveloved his stuff 'cause i really dig photorealism. (uhm, if that means "paintings that look like pictures". otherwise, never mind.)

this one is called "sacred breath" and was probably my favorite painting at the exhibit.









then (gee, can you tell we walked all day?) we hit up galerie lelong to see their jaume plansa show. i recognized the artist because we'd seen some of his stuff at the armory show. the piece at the show wasn't as cool as these hanging letters:



dw strikes a pose.

and (f'ing) finally, we went to see johnston foster's delusions of grandeur at rare gallery. i like that he made these pieces out of things like construction paper and electrical tape. it's cool that such neat-o art can be made from such common household items. it also makes me kinda jealous that i'm not the kind of person who is clever enough to make arty things out of household items.




my absolute favoritest piece from that day, though, wasn't something in a gallery. it was this sticker outside the d'amelio terras gallery: