Shelter Serra’s “Dripping Rings” and Ray Geary’s “Happy Putin” (Photo: Courtesy of Currentee)
If the Sochi Olympics have taught us anything, it’s that Russia is a strange, strange place. On the flipside, putting the spotlight on Russia and its political and social climate has brought about brave reactions from those advocating for freedom of speech, acceptance of diversity and the wellbeing of stray dogs. More →
In honor of what would have been Kurt Cobain’s 47th birthday (and what is Aberdeen, Washington’s first Kurt Cobain Day) Dead Stars, the band that went as Nirvana for Halloween, just released a cover of “Old Age,” a song Nirvana recorded in 1991 that didn’t see the light of day until the box set came out in 2004. More →
If (like most living, breathing human beings) you’re a fan of Andy Warhol, set your homepage to Rob Pruitt’s eBay Store. The post-pop artist is commemorating the 27-year anniversary of the pop art founder’s death (on Feb. 22) by featuring various Warhol memorabilia on the Rob Pruitt Flea Market all week long (today’s item is an Esquire magazine from 1969 featuring Warhol drowning in a Campbell’s soup can on its cover). All items come from Pruitt’s personal stock of nicknacks and oddities.
Will John Waters finally be able to cross “Andy Warhol’s old prescription bottle for Obetrol diet pills” off of his wish list? Don’t let him down, Rob!
This Saturday at Alphabet City Sanctuary, Young Naturists America presents a naked yoga session that promises healing through “crystals, vegan chocolate, and community love.” To find out what it might be like, we had Sally Lynn Edmonds attend a class at Bold & Naked, in Chelsea.
I tell my mom I’m doing naked yoga and she says, “Good, that’s your best look.” She doesn’t think much of the way I put together outfits.
My friend Scott thinks the only people who’d do naked yoga are narcissists who want to fuck themselves, but really I’m just curious to do yoga naked with like-minded people. More →
For those of you preparing for the spoken word romances of our dystopian future society a la Spike Jonze’s Her, we’ve got two Valentine’s Day happenings you don’t need a physical body to enjoy.
First, from 7 to 9 p.m. at 384 Broome Street, The Poetry Brothel is offering what its very own iteration of the “quickie,” in which you get to sidle up beside the “Poetry Whore” of your choosing and bask in 15 minutes worth of his or her sweet, sweet spoken words. In this case, physical existence doesn’t hurt the experience, as there are calligraphist body painters present to leave you with a parting gift. More →
Andrea Mary Marshall’s in-store installation. Photo: Billy Farrell Agency
Several Brooklyn-based artists transported their signature aesthetics uptown this week, creating window displays and in-store installations for Bergdorf Goodman. Intuitively titled Ten Artists for Ten Spaces, it features the works of artists curated by Kyle DeWoody, founder of Grey Area – a company that continuously puts art in places one would least expect to find it (you’ll remember the Bic lighter ring). More →
Models listening to casting director John Pfeiffer. Photo: Courtesy modelloungexmicrosoft.
Do the mere mortals dining on club sandwiches at The Coffee Shop in Union Square have any idea that below their feet, dozens of models – the real kind, who will walk the runways of top designers for New York Fashion Week later this week – are sipping on coconut water, having Xbox dance-offs and getting professional massages? It doesn’t matter, really, because even if they did they wouldn’t be allowed to partake in the fun. The is a subterranean private space for models to relax, gossip in their native tongues and enjoy speakers and events aimed at helping to boost their careers. More →
Tina Rossner in her studio apartment. (Photo: Scott Lynch)
The plastered on a lobby door of the historic Hotel Chelsea could be lifted any day now, allowing for a new round of renovations in rooms once occupied by the likes of William Burroughs, Bob Dylan, Janis Joplin, Sid Vicious and any number of wannabes drawn for decades to the old brick building with wrought iron balconies on West 23rd Street. More →
After dropping into the soft-opening of Gowanus’s new shuffleboard bar this past weekend, we’ve stopped oo-ing and ah-ing long enough to talk to Jonathan Schnapp, who tells us the free shuffleboard will continue tonight and tomorrow. Huzzah! After that, he and co-owner Ashley Albert will take a breather for a few days and hopefully open fully next week. At this early stage in the game, the Royal Palms Website is short on details and the public is clamoring for information, so we asked Schnapp to tell us how all of this is going to work. There’s a lot going on here (DJs! bands! food trucks! 10 shuffleboard courts!), so we went ahead and — as best we could with our trembling hands — broke it into a FAQ. All of this, of course, is subject to change. More →
Sure, there’s tabletop shuffleboard at The Diamond and Whiskey Brooklyn, but it used to be that if you wanted to play the old-fashioned stand-up variety, you had to venture out to Robert Moses State Park. No longer. The Royal Palms Shuffleboard Club soft-opened in Gowanus over the weekend, and we stopped in Saturday to admire what is definitely going to be everyone’s next birthday destination. More →