In the chaos of the Trump presidency, Howard Halle’s work reminds us that a toxic political atmosphere is nothing new, and that art can help us weather it.
An exhibition at Elizabeth Dee gallery offers a dense survey of a little-known topic, but without enough information.
A new wave of art galleries are starting to move up uptown from Chelsea and lower Manhattan, and it is time to ask serious questions about their impact and what we can do to guarantee Harlem survives culturally.
“The world is flat.” So declared New York Times columnist Thomas Friedman in 2005. And before the world was flat, it was round, and before that it was flat. And the picture plane was flat too.
Yesterday afternoon, I ventured out into the bordering on bad weather and braved the gray skies to bring you the latest on Chelsea this November. The gallery district is probably much as you remember it, with high-end galleries showing off their blue chip stables and smaller spaces skipping to keep up. Yet there are still pleasant surprises to be found in the warehouse-strewn streets, from lesser known painters that include (gasp!) a ceramicist to commercial shows that may as well be museum retrospectives. Continue below for the blow-by-blow of my blue-chip Chelsea trip.
Out across the pond, there’s an art fair going on. Only slightly overshadowed by the Ai Weiwei Turbine Hall installation debacle, London’s Frieze Art Fair has been soldiering on nonetheless to bring collectors to the art, and vice versa. We’ve combed over the internet to bring you some impressions of the fair, the quality of the work on display, and the possibility of a newly invigorated market. Optimism still hasn’t frozen over!
I love this line in Leon Nefayk’s latest article in the New York Observer, “Don’t Call It An Art Fair!”
Welcome to the New York art world in 2010, where it’s never about the money, even when it is.
How very true … and there’s more …