Molly and I went to Mighty Tanaka's gallery opening reception for MIGHTY TANAKA PRESENTS: NOT FOR PROPHET, A SOLO SHOW BY POSTER BOY in DUMBO, after making a quick pit stop in Union Square for Molly to give her theatre buddy, Ryan Scoble, a lesson in cat care at the Petco.
Since we heard rumor that the F wasn't running into Brooklyn we hopped the A,C,E and arrived about an hour into the event. It was the first gallery show they've had at their new prime location, and what a prime location it is.
111 Front St. is the one building in DUMBO that is chockablock full of galleries. Mighty Tanaka is literally the first gallery you see when you come up the stairs into the building. Too perfect a location for this area.
When we arrived there was room to sit and see all the way through the place. A few minutes later and the gallery was packed. I took advantage of the open areas to shoot some of the work.
Being that Poster Boy's prints weren't very big, and this gallery has a lot of really big walls they inset the prints literally into the walls, ripping away the outer layer of to reveal a red underbelly.
I wasn't familiar with Poster Boy's work, but New York Magazine has dubbed him the Matisse of subway-ad mash-ups . It's very interesting in that it's Street Art with Anarchistic and political overtones.
Poster Boy will on-the-fly with razor or marker in hand alter a subway ad or poster by rearranging things or adding things to an image, cutting things from one poster and assemblying them on another, to completely change the context in a way that gives it a totally unexpected and shocking new meaning. I would have liked to have met him, but much like Banksy, what he does is illegal, so if he were to show up to an opening he would risk arrest.
We had a great time hanging out and meeting all of the friends of the gallery and having many dark beers that resembled coffee in color, texture, and container.
Molly and artist Thunder Wolf.
Artist Bernard Beckford.
Molly with photographer and fashion designer Gigi Bio.
Artist Gigi Chen, myself, and Molly.
Molly and Jewelry Designer Elizabeth Vallenilla
Myself and Mighty Tanaka owner / curator Alex Emmart.
We said our goodbyes and caught a drunken bus ride.
We headed over to DJ Rez's birthday party at a karaoke dive bar in Kensington called Shenanigans Pub. Sounds like a shit choice for a bar most people probably wouldn't consider hiking out of Manhattan for, considering it's so far out and with the F being down forcing us to take the bus and all, but it had cheap beers, and was packed with women. One of those, "Oh, this could suck... wait a minute, where the fuck are we?!" type of situations.
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