Posts Tagged ‘NYC’
Menace 2 Society: NYC Police led this 12-year-old girl out of her classroom in handcuffs for doodling on her desktop...
Increasingly, harsh zero tolerance policies towards graffiti and other offenses in US schools are seeing grade school-aged children being treated with harsh adult-style police discipline inside the actual classroom. This problem was exemplified when, incredibly, a 12-year-old NYC girl with a spotless record was physically arrested in her classroom for doodling on her desktop this month:
GIRL'S ARREST FOR DOODLING RAISES CONCERNS ABOUT ZERO TOLERANCE
By Stephanie Chen, CNN February 18, 2010
(CNN) — There was no profanity, no hate. Just the words, "I love my friends Abby and Faith. Lex was here 2/1/10 :)" scrawled on the classroom desk with a green marker.
Alexa Gonzalez, an outgoing 12-year-old who likes to dance and draw, expected a lecture or maybe detention for her doodles earlier this month. Instead, the principal of the Junior High School in Forest Hills, New York, called police, and the seventh-grader was taken across the street to the police precinct.
Alexa's hands were cuffed behind her back, and tears gushed as she was escorted from school in front of teachers and -- the worst audience of all for a preadolescent girl -- her classmates.
"They put the handcuffs on me, and I couldn't believe it," Alexa recalled. "I didn't want them to see me being handcuffed, thinking I'm a bad person." Click HERE to continue reading at CNN...
What has to be the final nail in the “Street Art” coffin was driven in last weekend by none other than MR. BRAINWASH (aka: “The Christian Audigier of Street Art”) when he opened his massive, self-produced “Icons” show in a rented space (which, ironically, was once a real art gallery, pre-recession) in the heart of Chelsea. As the subject of Brit Street Art king Banksy’s recent docu-parody film, “Exit Through The Gift Shop,” MBW has been the focus of much hype and speculation as his presence finally seeps into the fairly muddy stream of mainstream consciousness. Last week’s Wall Street Journal article articulated this particularly well:Read More
Our friends at ART IN AMERICA covered the scene well at the opening of DAMIEN HIRST's "End of an Era" show (so named because supposedly it's the last time his formaldahyde pieces will be shown) at GAGOSIAN's Madison Ave. gallery, but the NEW YORK OBSERVER did a good job summing up the show quite nicely:
IS THIS THE END OF A DAMIEN HIRST ERA?
By Alex Taylor | New York Observer Feb 2, 2010
It’s time we had a talk about Damien Hirst. I know, I know. Mr. Hirst, who was born in 1965 and came to prominence in the London art scene of the late 1980s as the first among equal of the Young British Artists, has for so long been ascending to the kind of fame perversely reserved for artists of maximum visibility and a minimum of formal skills that the mere mention of his name may prompt a fatigued groan even among the most detached museum-goer. That guy? Again? So what’d he do now? Mr. Hirst has been such a big player in art during the last decade and a half—everything from its calculated affronts and controversies to its biennial boom to the explosion in cost-and-scale: in short, the very market mechanism itself. If you are one of those people who don’t particularly like contemporary art or disagreed with the Met’s decision to display Mr. Hirst’s dead shark for three years, you probably think Mr. Hirst has a lot to answer for. This thought was occasioned by Hirst’s current show at the uptown Gagosian Gallery, which runs until March 6. “End of an Era,” its called. And the title feels just about right. Click HERE to continue reading…
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In Honor of MOTHER'S DAY, Supertouch's resident tattoo godfather SCOTT CAMPBELL will be doing "Mom" tattoos for $100 each on a first come first served basis this Sunday, May 10th at THE SMILE (SAVED TATTOO's second location in Manhattan). He will have a set of 5 designs to choose from that he drew up specifically for the occasion, and he will not tattoo these designs again after Sunday. Inking starts at 8am and Scotty will take as many people as he can until 6pm. Don't sleep!
THE SMILE: 26 Bond St, between Lafayette and Bowery, NYC.
The work of 74-year-old painter PETER SAUL reveals an artist whose vigor for wild Cartoon Expressionism remains undiminished by age. A pioneer of Pop Art who wears his pulp influences on his sleeve, Saul has created some of his finest modern work in this show of mostly large scale new paintings now on display at NYC's venerable DAVID NOLAN GALLERY, all of which explode with the trademark color and humor inherent in all of the artist's most memorable work. Rightfully, the paper of record has taken notice:
The irrepressible Peter Saul, now 74, continues his cheerfully acerbic, riotously goofy ways. The paintings in this entertaining show are made in Mr. Saul’s signature Pop-Surrealist cartoon style. With their rubbery, pneumatic forms neatly rendered with a spongy, semi-pointillist touch in glowing colors, they are like much-enlarged stills from a twisted animated film.
There are three different types of pictures: weirdly personal, violently political and insouciantly art historical. In “Viva la Difference,” a grinning bon vivant in pajamas with a martini in one hand wraps his arm around an amorphous blob that sprouts multiple breasts and is perforated by numerous vaginal orifices. (Talk about your male gaze!)
On the political front, there’s “Stalin & Mao,” in which the dictators are represented as giants punching the heads off enemy soldiers. As for art history, “Better Than de Kooning,” a translation of de Kooning’s “Woman” paintings from the 1950s into a picture of bulging, writhing, tubular forms, is visually captivating and amusingly Oedipal.
“Beckmann’s the Night” is based on a 1919 painting by Max Beckmann. In Mr. Saul’s version, a green maniac armed with a knife and a pistol attacks a naked blonde tied by her wrists to an overhead beam, while Beckmann himself licks the swollen foot of a half-naked man who hangs by the neck. A careening bullet rips through the flesh of the strung-up victims. Mr. Saul’s picture reminds us that few sights are more gripping to behold than scenes of horrific carnage.
—KEN JOHNSON, NYTimes
On display until May23rd, consider this a must-see show of the highest order. HAVE A LOOK: Read More
Every nascent artist knows that a glowing review in the NY TIMES can do wonders for "making" a career in the art world. Incredibly deserving Supertouch buddy TOMOO GOKITA got just such a boost this week when art writer KAREN ROSENBERG took notice of his excellent new show "Champion Carnival" at ATM GALLERY (previously covered HERE):
TOMOO GOKITA: ‘Champion Carnival’
ATM Gallery, 621 West 27th Street, Chelsea (through May 2)
"If you think that black-and-white painting is the province of Minimal and Conceptual artists, Tomoo Gokita’s strong second solo show in Chelsea will shatter your illusions. Mr. Gokita, a Japanese draftsman turned painter, invokes Surrealism, Op Art and post-painterly abstraction without ever dipping into color.
Mr. Gokita, who works in gouache and on a range of scales, specializes in controlled chaos: small areas of tonal modeling suggest a black-and-white photograph torn into tiny pieces and rearranged. Insectoid B-movie forms, as in “Solid State Survivor,” and occasionally puerile humor, as in “Hemorrhoids,” temper the palette’s austerity.
Female figures seem to inspire the most arresting compositions and varied brushwork. The limbs of the woman in “Night and Day” have the even, metallic sheen of forms in a Fernand Léger painting; her hair, meanwhile, is a frosted mass, like a thundercloud. And in “Kathryn,” a similar hairdo is a foil for a striped shirt and neat button earrings. The face is a featureless slab.
There’s something uncanny about Mr. Gokita’s art; it could almost be a black-and-white reproduction of a full-spectrum painting.” —Karen Rosenberg
Wow, take a trip in the way back machine to when the old New York was the only New York, the subway looked like a rolling art gallery, and FUTURA (then known as FUTURA 2000) and MADONNA were coupled up big time...
Controversial Algerian artist ADEL ABDESSEMED whose works depicting animals in often violent and fatal situations has brought his incomparable vision to American shores with his first NYC solo gallery show “Rio” at DAVID ZWIRNER. Opening last weekend to a crowd that included the awestruck alongside the aghast, the show’s crowing installation was a massive sculpture of twisted and intertwined plane wreckage that transformed the original vehicles into what closely resembled a trio of wrestling earthworms that inevitably brought to mind the crash landing of a passenger plane in the Hudson River this winter. The most divisive works, of course, could be found in the exhibition’s screening room where short films of animal fighting and abuse were screened in loops as an illustration of cultural violence not intended for the faint of heart. In fact, this is exactly the type of work Republicans usually trot out in front of Congress when lobbying against Federally subsidized arts programs. Explaining the show’s title, the artist said, “The show is called Rio, meaning river. I observe the world with the same fascination that my daughter, Rio, contemplates the big animals in the zoo that are thirsty and hungry.” Having roused the ire of Italian audiences with his “The Wings of God,” exhibition in Turin, Italy and the outright condemnation of pseudo-hippies in the Bay Area with his “Don’t Trust Me” show at the SF Art Institute (which was canceled before the scheduled end date), both of which featured similarly violent animal films, Abdessemed is boldly taking the fight for artistic expression to the front lines of the art world with the help of a gallery unintimidated by the current pervasive climate of fear and loathing. An impressive array of other conceptual works including “Music Box,” with a mechanism made from an oil drum, and “Prostitute,” a set of leather bound copies of the Bible, Torah, and Koran, each meticulously handwritten, page by page, by actual prostitutes rounds out the provocative show which, in these knee-knocking times, should be considered essential viewing for all. HAVE A LOOK: Read More
This weekend in NYC saw the return of one of the city's most elusive artists to the formal gallery scene when Supertouch's own PHIL FROST premiered his new solo show "Paperweight" at JONATHAN LEVINE GALLERY. Creating over 65 works on paper—the majority of which clocked in at a comfy and affordable 22" x 30"—the show was an explosion of color (and white out) from the so-called "street artist", who, despite gaining notoriety for first plying his trade on city walls, has strived to elude the misnomer in his professional career. A show of this kind has never before been mounted for Phil, whose imagery usually begins on canvases before spilling over onto all matter of physical ephemera, from baseball bats and footballs, to old mattresses, glass bottles, BMX bikes, and even suitcases, and proved to be an amazing spectacle in its well contained uniformity. Of course, Frost's fanbase was out in numbers to greet their art hero and art collector and onetime funnyman MIKE MEYERS even patiently waited his turn in line for a photo with Philly Phil followed by chants of "I'm not worthy, I'm not worthy," obviously not in reference to his performance in "The Love Guru." HAVE A LOOK: Read More