
On the evening of May 10th, Greenpoint’s art spaces were abuzz. It was the first Friday night when everyone agreed to stay open late, a coming of age moment for the district.
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On the evening of May 10th, Greenpoint’s art spaces were abuzz. It was the first Friday night when everyone agreed to stay open late, a coming of age moment for the district.
Continue Reading →Pierre Auguste Renoir, that painter of young doughy women, now takes his turn as the subject of a French art-house film. The simply-named film Renoir, directed by Gilles Bourdos, earns a solid B+. There’s enough there to make a good evening out of it. But the film, like the painter, is too twee to be a true ace.
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Why is the right to buy a gun so profound? Maybe because it’s really about the right to be a badass. Black Power, a provocative show up for just six days at the Superchief Gallery at Culturefix, probes the connections between guns, badass characters, and race. With the gun-control conversation raging this week, there couldn’t have been a better time for this exhibition.
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Do you know Adonis? He’s not like those other male nudes that only exist to flaunt their bodies. Adonis has a touch of the ethereal. Delicate, almost elvish, features lend a gentleness to his face. He’s taut but not Herculean. He is mature but retains the slim, willowy frame of youth. This special kind of male nude, named after the one and only boy that enticed Aphrodite, who could have had any man she wanted, takes center stage in Chilean artist José Pedro Godoy’s show of recent paintings.
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Isn’t (the day after) Valentine’s Day an ideal time for remembering the most seductive of all US presidents, Bill Clinton? Who else could have twisted the meaning of a cigar in the Oval Office and kept Hillary — who doesn’t take shit from anyone (else)?
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So, let’s just go for it. What the hell happened in art history after the 1950s when the real, discrete art movements started to break down? That’s right — we’re taking the bull by the horns here, tackling the big questions.
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Visual puns don’t get much better than this. A little red dog balloon sculpture by the simultaneously celebrated and reviled artist Jeff Koons has finally gotten what it deserves. Damaged and missing a few limbs, it sits on a silver platter like the head of John the Baptist waiting to become the punch line for a joke. But this work is not the product of some overeager Columbia MFA student. It’s actually a total accident. And for the record, it’s no longer worth big bucks because of its damage. A totally worthless Koons?
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This weekend is your last chance to take in the colorful and wry paintings of Scooter LaForge, in his exhibition Super Powers and Special Abilities at Munch Gallery. A New Yorker to the core, LaForge makes works that are brash and whimsical, tough and sweet, and infused with a humor that’s both dark and lighthearted.
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Despite the drizzle on a chilly evening, there was a packed (if small) house last night at the International Studio and Curatorial Program (ISCP); the reason was a conversation between Brooklyn artist Josiah McElheny and Parisian artist Camille Henrot.
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An abandoned firehouse on the east end of 125th Street will be renovated and transformed into the new home of the Caribbean Cultural Center African Diaspora Institute.
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