Inside Andres Ohanesian’s tiny bar Mandies, at Seven, in Miami. I’ve got a slideshow over at WNYC. (Photo by C-M.)
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A Hummer. Pulled by Clydesdales. The excess in all of this boggles the mind. (Thanks for the picture, Jefecita.)
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.
ART BURN was smoking. Thanks to everyone who came out. We had a great time. Thanks to the sponsors: Hyperallergic, Brooklyn Street Art, Rosa Lowinger & Associates Art Conservation and Two Coats of Paint. A super special thanks to LAS TIAS, who were incredibly generous with their time and space.
I will post more photos later — after a full night’s sleep.
Matches. (Photo by Bob.Fornal.)
Because we here at C-Mon are, like, total pyros, we are joining forces with the inimitable El Celso at this year’s Art Basel in Miami to stage the first annual ART BURN 2009. In a public happening that will undoubtedly be equal parts Wicker Man, Texas A&M and Richard Pryor on fire, we’re gonna be burning fine art. Your art, to be exact.
We are now accepting submissions of combustible works on wood or paper. Pieces must be of sentimental and/or monetary value to the artist. (We want to burn your art, not your mistakes.) All pieces will be briefly displayed prior to being immolated. Nothing will be sold. No fees are required to apply. (This is a low-rent operation, however, so we’re gonna ask that you ship your works to us.) The burning, naturally, will be filmed, photographed and social media’d to the max – assuring the death of your work plenty of virtual attention as the art industry gathers for its annual Miami Beach Swap Meet. Details on location and timing will be announced as they are confirmed.
To submit works for consideration, e-mail images and/or links to celso [at] elcelso [dot] com.
See you in Miami!
Beast, in Miami. Saw this building-sized bomb while standing in line at Enriqueta’s for their super succulent pollo a la plancha. (Photo by C-M.)
- Vicodin earrings.
- Photographs of Oscar contenders prior to the Oscars. Makes me wish I could spend a whole day photographing Mickey Rourke.
- Congrats!! The Times of London picks the 100 best blogs in the blathersphere! On the list, art and architecture sites such as BLDGBLOG, Art Fag City and Modern Art Obsession. (The arts websites start here.) C-Mon on a separate list, of the 100 best blogs for wasting time.
- D.I.Y. paparazzi: Celebrities Twitter their lives away. (Art Fag City.)
- SFMOMA pairs art with music. Nice idea, but the whole exercise leaves me wondering: Do any brown people make music in the Bay Area? (Modern Art Notes.)
- The Free Store. (Eyebeam reBlog.)
- When times are bad, rich people hock their art. C-Monster hocks her guns.
- Recession? What Recession? Yves Sain Laurent’s Duchamp perfume pulls in $11 million at auction. More on the auction here. (Arts Journal.)
- The Met downsizes and the Las Vegas Museum of Art shuts down. And, unbelievably, on the verge of collapse, Long Island’s Vanderbilt Museum unearths a treasure buried in its walls.
- Must-read: A wonderful post by Eyeteeth’s Paul Schmelzer on art as protest over at Art21.
- Republicans happy to fund art in Iraq, but not in the U.S. Plus: more on the Iraq National Museum’s reopening.
- Small wonders.
- Contemporary art is “almost fraud” says some European dealer. And let’s keep it that way, people, because what else would I write about if it wasn’t? (Hrag Vartanian.)
- From the Department of WTF: Where else to park a train but between a doe-eyed manga girl’s legs? (Gracias, Big Papi G.)
- Speaking of Japan, if I had kids, I’d want to raise them there so that they could grow up watching stuff like this. DO NOT MISS the guitar-playing machine at the 2:45 mark.
- Today’s Graff: Le Dorian in Chile.
- The 10 Best Songs About Architecture. (architecture.mnp.)
- A blog that looks at the U.S./Mexico border wall as architecture. (ArchiDose.)
- Your moment of artspeak, Woody Allen style. (Mercy, Yvonne!)
Welcome to Miami: This year, I couldn’t make it to Art Basel. But I can still channel its spirit. Party like it’s the end of the world, you crazy muthas. Because it is. (Photo by C-M.)
- Andrew Sullivan: Why I Blog.
- The Basel Frazzle: Fun facts about how our crap-ass economy and Art Basel intersect. Plus, news flash: the art at this year’s Basel is a lot less blingy. More on the whole mess here.
- I want, I need, I have to have…Takashi Murakami’s flower outfit from Art Basel.
- A profile of Miami gallerist-about-town, Fred Snitzer. Best quote: “My dad wept the day I went off to art school.”
- Eli Broad says that his offer to L.A.’s MOCA comes with no strings attached. Okay trustees…any day now. More on the museum’s (lack of) health.
- Lehman Bros. (what’s left of it) to divest itself of its $8 million art collection.
- The Official Museum of Bad Art.
- Francesco Vezzoli to do a spoof perfume ad with Natalie Portman. Like, that’s so 1980s SNL.
- Coffee art. (Link courtesy of Big Papi G.)
- NPR reports on Sol Lewitt’s Mass MOCA wall drawings.
- Captured on Film: The legacy of the murder of civil rights activist James Chaney.
- Thinking about Obama’s arts and humanities appointments.
- A forest on wheels.
- Retired subway cars as artist studios in London. Digging that Insa one at bottom. (Thanks, Deirdre!)
- Today’s Graff: Saner in Mexico City.
- Pritzker Prize-winning architect Thom Mayne is a guest DJ on L.A.’s KCRW, and he is funk-i-fied: Dr. John and Prince appear on his play list.
- But will there be a centerfold? Brad Pitt on the January cover of Architectural Digest.
- Give yourself a lower back ache: The step-by-step on building various types of Eames shell chairs. (The music on this is priceless.)
- California Modern 1950. Love the television sunken into the coffee table. (Thanks, Yvonne!)
- Paddy Johnson on Frank Gehry’s Art Gallery of Ontario in Frieze Magazine.
- Skatedeck stairs.
- Your moment of Prop 8, the Musical.
Zoe Strauss. (Image courtesy of WCB.)
- In Miami: Zoe Strauss at World Class Boxing, opens Saturday.
- In NYC: William Eggleston: Democratic Camera at the Whitney, opens Friday.
- In NYC: Alexander Calder: The Paris Years at the Whitney, through Feb. 15.
- In St. Louis: Birth of the Cool at the Mildred Lane Kemper Museum, through Jan. 5.
- In L.A.: Vermeer’s A Lady Writing at the Norton Simon in Pasadena.
- In San Francisco: Andy Goldsworthy at Presidio Park, through May 3, 2009.
- In Seattle: The photography of Richard Barnes at Howard House, opens Thursday.
- In London: Robert Capa and Gerda Taro at the Barbican, through Jan. 25.
- In London: Antoni Tapies at Adam Gallery, through Nov. 29.
- In Paris: From One Revolution to Another: Carte Blanche to Jeremy Deller at the Palais de Tokyo, through Jan. 4.
Detail of a painting in the entry foyer at the Elián González House.
You’ve popped into the Jorge Pardo show at MoCA, you’ve zipped through the Herzog & De Meuron exhibit at MAM, not to mention the 40-plus galleries in Wynwood. But if you think you’ve seen everything there is to see of Miami’s institutional culture, you are sorely mistaken. A short drive out of the Bermuda Art Triangle, to Little Havana, will take you to three exhibits that are not only fascinating, but have the added benefit of highlighting some of the most spectacular bottom-of-the-barrel episodes in the history of U.S.-Latin America relations. Do not leave Miami without a visit to the Elían González House, the Bay of Pigs Museum, and Woodlawn Park Cemetery & Mausoleum, where you can deposit flowers at the graves of both Nicaraguan dictator Anastasio Somoza and Cuban tyrant Gerardo Machado. You want travels in hyper-reality? This is it.
Stop #1: The Elián González House.
Yes. You can visit it.
Conveniently situated around the corner from the always-bustling Islas Canarias Cuban restaurant (don’t miss the mariquitas with mojo de ajo), the museum is situated in the actual house where the six-year-old Elián lived during his four-month stay in the United States in 2000. The four-room cottage is a monument to Elián, containing a copious number of photocollages of the young boy, as well as the complete collection of his wardrobe and toys. The museum, which charges no admission but accepts donations, is run by Elián’s great uncle Delfín, who obligingly shares first-hand stories about the whole sordid drama.
Elián’s old bedroom.
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