Leah is my art buddy. Here you can see her enjoying Whispering Corners by Stephen Vitiello, at the Bard CSS show at the Storefront for Art and Architecture. The piece itself was awesome - 5.1 audio of miscellaneous urban sounds with a strong but organic rhythm to it.
West (Sunset in My Motel Room, Monument Valley, January 26, 2007, 5:36-6:06 PM)) by Spencer Finch. Not too much light in the lens here. At David Zwirner.
Stills from The Searchers are on the screens, facing away from the entrance of the room, casting light on the wall which is meant to approximate the light specified in the title.
West (Sunset in My Motel Room, Monument Valley, January 26, 2007, 5:36-6:06 PM)) by Spencer Finch. At David Zwirner.
Makes for an interesting light source, though it's hard to reproduce the reproduction of light that Finch has crafted.
West (Sunset in My Motel Room, Monument Valley, January 26, 2007, 5:36-6:06 PM)) by Spencer Finch. At David Zwirner.
Taken in an entirely dark room, lit just by an array of 9 televisions.
Not, apparently, a joke. All the ways this is wrong aside, that's an awesome illustration.
All told, I must have spent about 10 minutes looking at this painting alone today. Doesn't transfer to a photograph, but for whatever reason, this was totally heartbreaking.
She shares an idiosyncratic hyperrealism with Vija Celmins that only reveals itself at certain distances from the artwork.
www.davidzwirner.com/exhibitions/129/work_2411.htm
Looks almost like a very pixelated elephant.
Middle of a parking lot in Chelsea after this weekend's big snowstorm, during the subsequent thaw.
Middle of a parking lot in Chelsea after this weekend's big snowstorm, during the subsequent thaw.
Middle of a parking lot in Chelsea after this weekend's big snowstorm, during the subsequent thaw.
Middle of a parking lot in Chelsea after this weekend's big snowstorm, during the subsequent thaw.
Middle of a parking lot in Chelsea after this weekend's big snowstorm, during the subsequent thaw.
Sport Toto N 500. Nice type, via Cafe Steinhof.
(Well lit) Construction site near BAM.
Leah and I were walking back to the Slope after seeing Pan's Labyrinth, which meant that this earth mover was terrifying.
Maybe there are squids in there.
PC Richard is the last refuge of a scoundrel.
A small sampling of the range of shoes worn by our downstairs neighbors. I think the little rain boots with faces sell it for me.