Monthly Archive for February, 2010

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Calendar. 02.18.10.


The Sacred Comic Book, by Charles Nicholas Sarka, at Jack the Pelican Presents in Brooklyn, opening this Saturday at 7pm — in what will be the gallery’s last show. (Image courtesy of Jack the Pelican.)

  • In NYC: Announcing Magnan Metz, a group show (featuring a big-ass painting by my WNYC/Tino Sehgal bud Susanna Heller), at Magnan Metz, opens Friday at 6pm. Holla!
  • In NYC: Anthropogeomorphology Today, a lecture by Matthew Coolidge of the Center for Land Use Interpretation, at the Higgins Hall Auditorium at Pratt, on Monday, Feb. 22 at 6pm.
  • In Washington, D.C.: Drag: Jason Horowitz, at Curator’s Office, opens Saturday at 6pm.
  • In Ft. Lauderdale: Diane Arrieta gives a talk at Girls’ Club as part of the Artists in Action series, this Saturday at 1pm.
  • In Cincinnati: Shepard Fairey, Supply and Demand, at the Contemporary Arts Center, opens Saturday.
  • In S.F.: Paper! Awesome! at Baer Ridgway, opens Saturday at 4pm.
  • In S.F.: Episco Disco at Grace Cathedral, this Saturday at 7pm.
  • In Kirkland, Wash.: BrüTübe: All’s Fair in Love and War, an evening of curated YouTube videos and beer, at the Kirkland Arts Center Gallery, this Friday at 7pm. (See the Center’s BrüTübe page here.)
  • In L.A.: I Can’t Feel My Face, the collection of Susan Hancock, curated by Kaws, at Royal-T, opens Sunday at 6pm.
  • In L.A.: Here/There: Edel Rodriguez at Gallery Nucleus in Alhambra, opens Saturday at 7pm.

I never understood Matthew Barney…

…until I watched this.

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On a totally unrelated note: The New York Observer has a story about Jerry Saltz’s Facebook page. I gotta admit,  that as much as I relish El Saltzino’s ranting in the same trashy way I love domestic beer and a good diving elbow drop, it’s kinda weird that this story didn’t include a single critical reaction — or reactions from people mentioned in the story (um, like Klaus Biesenbach or Tyler Green). And it doesn’t even mention John Yau. A real missed opportunity for some interesting reading.

Calendar. 02.16.10.


No. 1-60, by Dennis Lin. At 47 in Toronto, through March 5. See it large. (Image courtesy of 47.)

Social Diary: Cynthia Rowley Party at Gagosian Bookstore, NYC.

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Someone is screwing with PS1.

And it’s pretty funny.

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Update: Unfortunately, the Kinkade profile has been blocked by PS1. But here’s a screengrab of part of the cached page, in case you’re dying to see what it looked like.

Calendar. 02.11.10.


LA River, 2003 by Mark Swope. Part of the exhibit Mark Swope: The Los Angeles River at Craig Krull Gallery in Santa Monica, through Feb. 20. (Image courtesy of Craig Krull Gallery.)

The Digest.02.10.10.


All About That, by Gabriel Shaffer, at the Berenberg Gallery booth at the Outsider Art Fair in NYC last week. (Image courtesy of Shaffer.)

Calendar. 02.09.10


Pufferella, from the exhibit I Know What You Are But What Am I at Factory Fresh in Brooklyn, opening this Friday at 7pm. (Image courtesy of Factory Fresh.)

I’m totally over the Hitler-finds-out parodies, but…


…this is fucking hilarious: Hitler finds out Jeffrey Deitch is named director at MoCA.

Thank you thank you Marshall Astor.

The Digest. 02.08.10. Super Ranty Edition.


Boans, aka Booker, in NYC. (Photo by Jake Dobkin.)

  • Who Owns What in art history. (@tabgirl.)
  • Late addition: The NYT profiles Eli Broad, “a billionaire philanthropist whose beneficence comes with not just strings but with ropes that could moor an ocean liner.” (@KnightLAT.)
  • I love it when Jerry Saltz gets RANTY. Dude needs a YouTube channel, stat. A few points I take issue with in this writing-about-art tirade:
    • One, there already are online art mags out there (see Triple Canopy, Idiom).
    • Two, there’s an implicit assumption that art magazines offer a writer editing. C’mon dude, one word: ArtForum. If that stuff is “edited,” I don’t want to see what it looked like before it went in. Most unedited bloggers I read produce better copy than that. Besides, good editors are hard to come by in any media.
    • Three, dude has got to get over the anonymous trolls. They’ve always been around, it’s just that the Internet makes their trolling more public. I’ve worked at news dailies and weeklies where we’ve gotten vicious, crazy shit via every imaginable means — letters, packages, e-mails, not to mention psychotic phone calls. My advice: Let. It. Go. By getting enraged about this, you’re egging those freaks on.
    • Lastly, because I have to add my two cents: I think everyone in the art industry — especially writers — should be obligated to hold at least one job outside of it at all times (like long-haul trucker), ‘cuz there’s something to be said about having experience in the big wide world and not just in cement boxes full of objects. (In the interest of transparency: My name is Carolina A. Miranda and I approved this post.)
  • In a related story: the atomic drops are flying in ¡The John Yau versus Jerry Saltz Art Critic Smackdown! Let’s get ready to ruuuuuuuuuuuumble!!!!
  • And because it’s All-Jerry-All-The-Time here on C-Mon: Some websquatter is trying to send the The Great Saltzino a message.
  • Whew. Onto other things: Japanther is debuting a book in collaboration with Dan Graham.
  • Jeff Koons is hiring. (@16miles)
  • SFMOMA has raised $250 million for its new wing. (Arts Journal.)
  • 17 museum admissions tags from around the world. (@musueumnerd.)
  • Have been enjoying Man Bartlett’s 1stfans Twitter feed for the Brooklyn Museum. And yes, you have to be a museum member to read them. (It’s $20 a year, the price of about 5 cappuccinos. And no, I don’t want to hear any belly-aching about it.)
  • Shit I Wish I’d Made Up: The Marina Abramovic Energy Blanket, only $460.
  • Artspeak, “a grey porridge of abstract nouns.”
  • Silvio Berlusconi made of sand.
  • A Q&A with Shaquille O’Neal, curator. My favorite line: “I”m working with the greatest artist in the world, Peter Max.” (@ARTnewsmag.)
  • TwitPics from space. (@simondumenco.)
  • A blog called Studies in Crap. (Out There.)
  • One in four Americans is employed to protect the rich. (The Rumpus.)
  • When fine art plagiarizes fine photography.
  • Graffiti New York, one man’s three-decade chronicle of graffiti in the NYT. Funny line: “Some European aficionados arrive and immediately start asking how they can paint the side of a train. (Mr. Felisbret says some also think that teenagers rule the city and all graffiti writers are break dancers.)” See the slideshow.
  • Today’s Street Art: The tree shadows of Pablo Sánchez Herrero in Salamanca.
  • Madonna, aging pop star/green architecture patron.
  • Chocolate anus. Seriously.