The Meetup groups I tend to frequent are the art crawling adventurers of Wired New York and ArtForward. If you live near NYC,like art, and want to see a lot of it in a short span of time, like walking, like drinking free wine and beer, I suggest you join one of those two groups and come with us, they are free.
Our first stop was Pierogi which is one of if not the most established gallery in Williamsburg, with an offshoot gallery, The Boiler, also located in Williamsburg.
The two person show features large assembled drawings by Dawn Clements of her studio, desk, objects on her desk, and things she reproduces in drawing from her physical work spaces.
She then sends them to Marc Leuthold, a sculptor on the other side of the country who having never seen the original objects tries to reproduce the objects she has drawn, based on the drawing.
He then sends her the finished sculpts. Much like the game telephone, the physical sculptures are two generations away from the original static still life pieces, and have abstracted to the point where they would cease to perform their original functions. The paring of the physical skill of producing the work, and the story behind the process is intriguing.
The next show FUCKED UP IN MINNEAPOLIS by Robert Whitman at Black & White Gallery / Project Space.
What was interesting was the fact that what we were voyeuristically looking at, tacked to a wall, were actual Polaroids the artist and his friends took while partying in the early 80s, topless women, compromising situations, no model releases (I assume). Make a mental note next time you are at a drunken party with some arty friends, 35 years from now your tits could be on a wall in The Louvre.
Some original Polaroids were hung in gridded squares, while others were blown up and singled out, or shown in larger grids. It was funny to see the extra large reproduction of a Polaroid, when just last week I saw an art opening where POLAROIDS WERE ACTUALLY TAKEN THAT BIG.
This is one of those shows where you start do wonder "Is this art?" or is it really a trophy shoebox of Polaroids from an 80s playboy's closet hung in a gallery in Williamsburg and proclaiming to be art. . . next.
When we arrived at Skink Ink, I was pleasantly surprised by the really interesting and intricately detailed renderings of the side of a futuristically dystopian buildings by artist Lykan Jeyifous.
It seems the artist referenced photos of a modern day building, created a 3-D model, added wear, machinery, and futuristic objects to the side, and then rotated the angle for a bunch of insane technical architectural illustrations.
These could be the backdrop for a seriously dark animation.
For example, if Pixar made Hellboy.
Next we went to Figureworks, which is a small second floor gallery that becomes way too packed, way too fast. On display was a two-person exhibition by Ellen Emmet Rand and Ellen Emmet Rand, grandmother and granddaughter. A mix of grandma Ellen Emmet Rand's portrait paintings and drawings from the turn of the century and Ellen Emmet Rand’s new abstract collage paintings.
I only focused on the portraits by the elder Rand.
She really got the half light perfect in this nude.
Then over to Ventana244 for a show which could be described as a random jumble of unrelated things.
Such as a drawing of Krazy Cat.
And an ankle level swordfish which almost took out my shin in this crowded room.
Too packed. . . art too bad . . . must move on.
From there we walked over to Tara McPherson's Cotton Candy Machine for their Holiday Group show. A lot of good work from a lot of familiar names.
After which we walked over to Like The Spice Gallery.
Jenny Morgan (artwork pictured above.
A small introduction to the work by gallery owner Marisa Sage.
Their winter group exhibition was showing, featuring all new work created in 2011 by, Chino Amobi, Jason Bryant,Treasure Frey, Joseph Heidecker, Brian LaRossa, Eric LoPresti, Jenny Morgan , Reuben Negron, Nicki Stager, Allie Rex, Matt Stone, and Jason Bard Yarmosky.
The last stop is one of my favorites of Williamsburg: Front Room Gallery. There I ran into my friend and fellow artist Daniel Rosenbaum and eyewash projects curator Larry Walczak.
A very detailed stipple drawing by Patricia Smith.
From there we watched a performance of light, sound, dance, and acting by Rubaiyats Of The Cicadas (ROTC) with Shige Moriya and Ximena Garnica of LEIMAY. I am a simple man sometimes, and a half naked woman writhing in the dark with a spotlight on her will generally get my attention.
To view the rest of the photos I took of Ximena Garnica performing read:
SECOND FRIDAY PERFORMANCE AT FRONT ROOM GALLERY - ArtSucks.com.
On the way home I noticed this on one of the benches on the L train platform. Is this art or forgetful hipster who will have a hard time ladling the vegan chili over at the communal garden potluck this weekend?
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