Le [Pomp]idou

I fell in lust once with a pink haired pomp raver type pot dealer with a famous-authur-dad and cool friends.  He was my real first french kiss and nothing else. Powdered skin, lip mole.

Anyhow...Centre Pompidou brings it every time. I'm proud to say that every Paris visit for me includes the grand 'ol Pomp, creaky escalators and all. #tb60cycle

Artwork Mona Hatoum 

All photos SdC copyright 2015


I've been lucky to call Will Villalongo my friend for close to 10 years now and I say with as little bias as possible that he is one of the best artists in NYC today. His work excites from afar, brings joy at approach, stirs emotional wells. Fellow artists, real estate developers, intellectuals and scholars formed physical circles at last night's opening, delving deep into discussion while still retaining awe for Villalongo's approach on current and historic politics.

Mind, Body & Soul at Susan Inglett Gallery is INTREPID: spirited, unflinching, dynamic and bold. 

FAILE: wishing on you

Wishing On You leans on craft yet stands as art.  An immediate dialogue begins as if framed with gilding, fine art on a fine wall.

Artistic collaboration FAILE is duly represented in NYC this Summer and early Fall with a large scale interactive piece in Times Square and exhibit Savage/Sacred Young Minds at The Brooklyn Museum.

Spinning a deeply carved wooden totem in the center of the piece, I couldn't help but send a prayer to those on my mind.  Love and Healing to my Color Guru and her recent heartbreak.  Peaceful journey to grandfather uncles in Malaysia.  Hot Sex to wound-up, angry, frustrated people that carry negative force fields and win trophies for harshing mellows.

SPRING/BREAK at Moynihan Station

I cannot write this post without first acknowledging how utterly amazing it was to step into and explore the upper floors of Moynihan Station aka NYC's flagship United States Post Office. No matter that is was crusty and stale, neglected for too long as seen from the threadbare carpeting, water damaged drop ceilings and broken plumbing. The building is iconic. I hope that whatever restoration takes place ends up looking more like Denver's Central Station and less like what has been done to the old Limelight.

Anyhow, the art! The show as a whole - pardon my blanket view - felt new school in two ways: One, most of the pieces looked like no other work shown at multiple fairs happening the same weekend (which is a great thing). Two, I was not cool enough to sit at the table.

Below are standout pieces by Lauren Portada, Jaz Harold, Brent Birnbaum and curation/representation by Yulia Topchiy, Natalie Kovacs, Christopher Stout and the zine ARTVOICES.



DeSmitten and I spent the afternoon contemplating art, our blogs, our fashion careers and finally our cocktails. PULSE was downright refreshing after the hellish traffic nightmare of The Armory Show. I never thought I'd compare Times fucking Square with an art fair but nothing else could describe the constant mad rush of tourists blocking the aisles at the piers. Next time I will take full advantage of VIP and show up early. PULSE though: NICE. Well-edited pieces in a warm mix of older and new. ProjectArt was there getting the word out that "art is a right" which I totally agree with. Check out the wonderful work they do here to bring art into all children's lives.

Work below by Mel Ramos, Charlie Engman and Jean-Pierre Roy.


There was a march for Eric Garner last Saturday on Staten Island.

I marched for the lives lost due to poor training and lack of education in our police department. Fear often dictates our lives and we are left with irreversible damage.

My heart goes out to Garner's family, the families of Michael Brown, Renisha McBride and the staggering many who have died without a cause. Their loss brought New Yorkers from all walks of life together with a unanimous message: The civil rights movement is not over.

Ai Wei Wei at Brooklyn Museum

Large iron boxes line the foyer of the museum, just beyond the Rodin sculptures beneath the glass ceiling.  Inside them, meticulous dioramas portray Wei's life while under 24hr surveillance in prison. 

Look up to see a giant snake made of children's backpacks. A reminder of shoddy school architecture that collapsed in the Chinese earthquake of 2008. More than 5000 students died.

Another room holds the contents of a real Chinese family, forced off their land by the government to make way for fast- growing infrastructure.  Items pinned to the walls convey a displaced shame.

A Bowl of Pearls.

Jeff Koons retrospective at The Whitney Museum

Although not a Jeff Koons fan per se I could not resist when Steven Tibaudo took a day off from work and invited me to traipse around the Whitney for this massive retrospective.

I could not bitch out.

Koons! Koons! Koons!

On a more serious note: this is the last show at the well-loved Whitney Museum Madison Ave. location. The Gansevoort St. opening is in May 2015. RIP The Whitney. Long live The Whitney!


Sometimes you become entangled in New York City.

From left to right:

A Subtlety with Creative Time by Kara Walker at the Domino sugar factory.

SHELTER ME by Ian Sullivan at One Night Only.

Untitled piece by Chris Marshall at Bushwick Open Studios.

Painted ladies napping FIGMENT art fair on Governor's Island.

Sculptures by Jeff Williams at Bushwick Open Studios.

Just Two of Us by Katharina Grosse at MetroTech in Brooklyn.

By Invitation Only at Kinz + Tilou

In a large brownstone on a tree-lined block in the Clinton Hill neighborhood of Brooklyn lies a two story gallery. If last night's opening was a glimpse into the future of Brooklyn art happenings then we are in for a treat. Tim and I rode bikes over for a quick stop before headed to BAM to see Jim Jarmusch's Only Lovers Left Alive. Tilda!

Guest curated by Mickalene Thomas, Renee Riccardo and Andrew Gori & Ambre Kelly.

Pieces in order off appearance in slideshow: Transparent Region series by Lauren Portada; Cosmas by Jeffrey Vreeland; Object:Body (#9) by Macklen Mayse.

Ruffneck Constructivists at ICA

Last weekend's trip to Philly was an art affair to remember. First up: the new Barnes Foundation which was overwhelmingly amazing and curated as the original was but no photos allowed!

A break for lunch at some amazing hole-in-the-wall Vietnamese joint.

Next up: The Institute of Contemporary Art, Philadelphia where Kara Walker curated a meticulously edited show.  I particularly enjoyed the massive wall piece by William Pope.L 

Marfa, Texas

Tim and I plus http://suntekchung.com/photography.html, Laura Seymour and the MDJ clan were in Marfa last week to visit Jenny Moore in her new post as executive director of Chinati as well as artist Larry Bamburg and brood.

The usual was done: burrito lady for breakfast, visit to Dan Flavin barracks at Chinati, a swim in Balmorhea, dinner at Cochineal and a bonfire at Fairfaxs'. 

The unusual happened: a secret The xx show at Chinati and an after party held in the family manse of the Villareals.

I love Marfa.

Witness: Art and Civil Rights in the Sixties at The Brooklyn Museum

In order of slide show appearance:

close up of Urban Wall Suit by Jae Jarrell, 1969; Negro es Bello II by Elizabeth Catlett, 1969; Big Daddy Paper Doll by May Stevens, 1970; Black Man and Flag by Rupert Garcia, 1967; Watching the Good Trains Go By by Romare Bearden, 1964