It must be summer. There are group shows galore all over Manhattan. This is when you get to discover new artists, get enthusiastic, become disenchanted, fall in love, fall out of love, all of the above, and none of the above, in one day, and still have time to sit back and read a book of poems in the evening.
“Gentrification in progress,” read the tape, its black type printed on yellow strips as all good warnings are.
As Arts Gowanus organized a rally for artists displaced from 94 9th Street and adjacent, connected buildings earlier this month, some 350 artists and local businesses were preparing for Gowanus Open Studios (GOS)
Recently I was talking to a sculptor friend and made a flippant remark that it seemed to me as if “abstract painting is back.” A seasoned 65 to my slight 27, he smiled as he asked: “Again?”