Kids grows up so fast! Next month will be the 19th anniversary of the movie that scared the shit out of baby-boomer parents and made every teenager this side of Tulsa want to pick up a skateboard, move to NYC, and break into the nearest public swimming pool. Chloe, Rosario, and Leo Fitzpatrick went on to achieve their fair share of fame, and the rest of the kids will be featured in a forthcoming documentary titled — you guessed it — The Kids. But this month it’s the film’s creators who are in the spotlight, thanks to these exhibitions. More →
Andra Ursuta, “Even More Love Hours” at Ramiken Crucible. (photo: Allyson Shiffman)
The Independent art fair (the art fair that prefers not to be described as an art fair) opened its doors yesterday evening. To its credit, it does avoid many of the typical art fair evils. There are no square booths, exhibitors are typically friendly – even if you don’t look like you’re wielding a checkbook, and natural light streams through the windows. Located in Chelsea at what was once the Dia Art Foundation’s exhibition space, the whole Independent experience is rather palatable and pleasant. More →
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 →
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 →
ALEX PRAGER Crowd #3 (Pelican Beach), 2013 archival pigment print 59.5 x 92 inches, 151.1 x 233.7 cm 60.5 x 93.56 x 2.25 inches (framed), 153.7 x 237.6 x 5.7 cm Edition of 6 Courtesy the artist and Lehmann Maupin, New York and Hong Kong
Alex Prager is not especially intimidating. The Los Angeles-based photographer is often smiling, rather petite and generally endearing. So it’s amusing to envision her atop a cherry picker, directing hundreds of actors like some sort of omniscient being, which is precisely what she did for her latest body of work, Face in the Crowd. Shot over four days on a sound stage in LA, the project features a slew of universally relatable locations (bleachers at a sports game, the beach, an airport, a generic looking rec room) populated with Prager’s friends, family and countless extras styled in flamboyant wigs and exaggerated makeup. More →
A while back, we clued you into the pop-up that Katz’s Delicatessen was opening next to its longtime digs. The Space, at 203 East Houston, launches with a party at 7 p.m. tomorrow, and it turns out the deli’s taste in artists is as sharp as its pastrami blades. No, they didn’t get Banksy (he was busy hitting the Upper West Side, Staten Island and Chelsea over the weekend) but on board for the collab are self-declared “fartist” Hanksy, Baron Von Fancy (maker of the “Blow Me” balloon), Rich Tu, and Kenzo Minami. More →
In what’s quickly becoming the art-world trend of the summer, another Chelsea gallery is heading downtown.
Following in the footsteps of Klemens Gasser & Tanja Grunert, Inc., Monya Rowe Gallery is leaving its second-floor space on West 22nd Street. Rowe says she was looking to “increase the visibility of the gallery by moving to a ground-floor space, and this one on the Lower East Side became available at the right time.” More →
The gallery’s first show at 33 Orchard Street — featuring the work of Blair Thurman — won’t happen until September 20. In the meantime, the owners are throwing a party in the unrennovated room that they’re calling the “Raw Space,” with bare walls and wires hanging from the ceiling. More →