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Spotted at Gagosian.

“Put Yayoi Kusama on the line. I think someone is trying to bite her dots thing.”

How to create your own Marina Abramovic centerpieces for only $12.

STEP ONE: Acquire Angry Bird piñata.

STEP TWO: Rest on top of performer. As the performer breathes, the Angry Bird is gently raised and lowered — a meditation on awareness and mortality.

IF DESIRED, CONTINUE TO STEP THREE: Place Angry Bird head on a Lazy Susan. Inspire grotesque discomfort in your dinner guests by forcing them to confront the probing stare of another as they sip cocktails and dine on tuna tartar.

Happy Labor Day.

Thank you, Brian Braiker.

Photo Diary: San Pedro, Belize.

The Jaguar’s Temple Club. (Photo by C-M.)

Things that make me snort-laugh.

I’ve seen lots of crazy shit that uses the rainforest as marketing ploy (Rainforest Cafe, anyone?), but this is pretty spectacular: Costa Rican Rainforest Premium Water. Only $3.50. (U.S. dollars, of course.)

The Art of Graceland.

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Photo Diary: Spanish-language TV as visual poetry.

Because we don’t have cable television, Celso and I often spend our evenings flipping through the variety shows, telenovelas and dubbed-over ’80s action films on one of the four Spanish-language channels our digital converter allows us access to. Needless to say, it’s a phantasmagoria of bright colors and histrionics (not to mention, dubbed-over Rob Van Dam movies). And, it probably goes without saying that the roles women are cast in are total crap. But galling sexism aside, the visuals are always worthwhile, if not bordering on surreal. Herewith, a record of some of the finer moments of our last few months of TV viewing. Buen provecho.

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Things you see in Miami during Art Basel.

A Hummer. Pulled by Clydesdales. The excess in all of this boggles the mind. (Thanks for the picture, Jefecita.)

Calendar. 11.30.10. Basel Frazzle Edition.


Guess where I’m headed? God help me. (Photo C-M.)

  • Miami Beach: Art Basel Miami Beach, at the Miami Beach Convention Center, opens Thursday at noon.
  • Miami: Pulse Miami, at the Ice Palace in Miami, opens Thursday at 1pm.
  • Miami: Jonathan Meese, Sculpture, at MOCA North Miami, opens Wednesday.
  • Miami: Daniel Arsham, Alter, at Galerie Emmanuel Perrotin, opens today at 7pm.
  • Miami: Drawn and Quartered, curated by Gean Moreno, at World Class Boxing in the Wynwood District, opens Wednesday at 10am.
  • Miami: The Maginot Line, curated by Dennis Scholl, at David Castillo Gallery in the Wynwood District, opens Saturday at 7pm.
  • Miami: Abby Manock, at Gallery Diet in the Wynwood District, through Dec. 22nd.
  • Miami: Seven, a collaborative sort-of-fair among seven galleries, including Postmasters, Winkleman, PPOW and Pierogi, in the Wynwood District, opens today at 1pm.
  • Miami: #Rank, the Miami version of #class (in which artists go to Miami and stay pasty), at Seven in the Wynwood District, opens Wendesday at 6pm.
  • Miami: The opening of the Rubell Collection’s annual shows, How Soon Now and Time Capsule: Age 13-21, plus Just Right, Jennifer Rubell’s regular food extravaganza/freaky breakfast, this Thursday at 9am. All I know is there better be Hollandaise.
  • Miami Beach: Graffiti Gone Global, with Revok, London Police, Michael De Feo, Skewville and many others, at Sushi Samba, opens Wednesday 11am.
  • Miami Beach: Liquid Measures, at the corner of 3rd Street and Washington, on indefinitely.
  • Miami: A book party for Trespass, by Carlo McCormick and the folks from the Wooster Collective, this Friday. RSVP required.
  • Chicago: The Malling of Chicago, a discussion led by architecture critic Edward Lifson, at Goose Island Wrigleyville, this Wednesday at 6pm.
  • Milan: Orlan Aaka Orlan, at the Prometeo Gallery, through Jan. 8.

Foreign Dispatch: From the world of Doga

Look at what San Suzie found: The above is a screen grab of the spa menu at a Miami hotel where it is possible to do yoga with your dog. We are in awe.