Take an elevator to the 7th floor of an open-air parking garage, and you’ll find Piston Head, an exhibition of over a dozen artist-designed cars, motorcycles, and trucks shipped from all over the world.
Sometimes art and fun times go hand in hand. The dadaists partied at Cabaret Voltaire, Andy Warhol and friends had The Factory, and Ross Bleckner was not only a permanent fixture of The Mudd Club—he owned the building. Party scenes have traditionally been open, accepting environments to which artists were drawn.
Inspired by the recent show at Friedman Benda gallery And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music, the latest installment of The Avant/Garde Diaries takes an intimate look at two artists in the show: Bill Beckley and Agathe Snow.
“Greetings from Captain John. There will be no swimming and no diving.” Sailing on the Frieze ferry to Randall’s Island, the driver told us that we were on our way to vacation, but cautioned against letting loose with freewheeling abandon. Once we landed, that ethos seemed to be in effect at the fair itself: dealers and collectors were having fun, and the fair was certainly crowded, but nobody was breaking out champagne in the early afternoon to celebrate skyrocketing sales.
The art world’s most boring story this month is about how everyone hates Dan Colen. How his show at Gagosian sucks (it does); how his story is one of excess (both personal and professional: how he’s a reformed drug addict and his work is expensive); and how everyone begrudges having to talk about him because we all know the work isn’t worth it.
Dan Colen, “poetry” Date: Friday, September 10th 2010 – Saturday, October 16th 2010 Venue: Gagosian, 555 West 24th Street Dan Colen’s presenting a bunch of skateboard ramps at Gagosian’s Chelsea location that no one is allowed to use. This separates the show from Deitch Project’s Skateboard Bowl in 2002-2003, which skaters performed on all day. We […]