HIGH SPEED CRAWLING
THE NEW CHELSEA ART OPENINGS
THU. 1-31-13 CHELSEA, NYC, NY
After getting off to a late start, what would have been a relaxing impromptu art crawl around the over thirty Chelsea Art Gallery openings going on Thursday evening, turned into a mad dash before they all locked their doors.
I didn't get into Chelsea till around 7:20pm, with most galleries closing at 8pm, the window of art viewing would be small, and getting increasingly smaller as I went. I have become a master of speed-crawling though, and tonight would be no different.
I started my sprint on 25th Street at Driscoll Babcock for their show SUSPENDED FORMS: AMERICAN MODERNISM 1908 - 1928.
They are suspended, and they are forms. Truth in advertising.
I was happy to see they are also displaying work by painter Jenny Morgan.
One of her pieces on a wall outside of the main show. She was one of the artists the former Williamsburg gallery LIKE THE SPICE had championed, and I hadn't seen any new pieces by her since they closed up shop at their longtime Roebling St. location, so I was glad to see her on a wall in Chelsea.
Back out onto the street in search of other galleries that would still be open.
I ducked inside what appeared to be a small opening for Ragnar Vjartansson's THE VISITORS at Luhring Augustine on 24th Street.
Pull back the curtain though, and it revealed a blackbox with massive projection screens, packed with the silouettes of a hundred captivated looming observers.
A multi-screen video experience where all the rooms and some exteriors of a mansion are being constantly filmed, and a roaming group of singers enter and exit rooms.
The cameras don't cut, so the gallery going audience has to physically roam around this large dark room to pick-up on the next screen where the action on screen has shifted over the course of the projection. Interesing project.
Also a time consuming watch when you are in the middle of a speed-crawl and are racing the clock. I soaked in a few minutes and pulled a couple shots.
There was a curtain on the opposite side of the room, I ducked through it and found this large painting. Again I hit the street.
Steven Charles from NOWhereLimited.com parked his mobile art gallery just outside on the street. Guerrilla marketing at it's finest. I am suprised every parking spot from 18th up to 28th St. from 10th to 11th Ave aren't populated with flatbeds full of pop-up openings. Zero overhead, and people are already buzzed from the booze they got inside the ACTUAL galleries.
Somebody needs to do this with a stretched Hummer, if they make any without blackout windows.
Next open space was Sikkema Jenkins & Co. on 22nd Street with their new show featuring painter Jorge Queiroz.
Human chess piece?
No, it's sculptor and performance artist Matthias Alfen. I know this because I can read 120 pt white Helvetica Bold type ironed onto the front of a black hoodie.
The back half of the gallery was more sculptural. I usually don't know how to write about sculptural work because I didn't go to school for it, and don't know shit from Shinola about it. But here, I'll give it a try.
There was this thing.
And these three dimentional outlines.
And this, bluish light violet thing on the concrete pedestal, which people walked around.
And this cut-up blue and black pieces of tubing on dangling ropes thing..
Back to the paintings, this piece is called Labyrinth, 2012 Oil stick and vinyl ink on canvas. Really nice color, and I like that he does incorporate an element of black linework into the pieces.
This guy checks his tweets in front of artwork, it's not like anyone else wants to, you know, look at it.
Cool little piece within a frame that fits in the corner.
Oh man, the white rhino Jerry Saltz himself (just right of center hidden behind the guy with the black coat and fur scarf), & Roberta Smith (far right) were both there, husband and wife art critics for New York Magazine, and The New York Times respectivly.
These are the two art world towers of power I admire most, and this is only the second time I've been in a room when both of them are present Read: Joseph Montgomery's Velveteen). I will seriously talk to anybody, but these two are on the top of Mt. Olympus. When I am around them I feel like I'm kicking up pebbles on a nearby hill, dicking around with my little art blog.
This must be what it feels like to a young comedian when they see Chris Rock and Jerry Seinfeld shooting the shit at a small table on the other side of a comedy club. I still feel like I'm on the other side of the club. It's a small club to be in, but I'm getting there.
I came very close to introducing myself that night, but ended up slinking out of the gallery in defeat. I was still in a race against the clock, and had yet to hit the. . .
OUTSIDER ART FAIR (read about it- ArtSucks.com). The fair is running all weekend, and I suggest you check it out while you have a chance. . .
Just another day in the life of an art juggernaut.
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