With the big move from New York to Boston just around the corner, I’ve been compiling a mental list of sites to explore upon arrival. Sure, I grew up in Boston, visited and took classes at the MFA, browsed Newbury Street’s galleries…but I have a feeling things have changed in the last 12 years. So…
Reading Cynthia Freedland’s “But is it art?” with its insights into some of the most controversial pieces produced in recent years (Damien Hirst’s dead shark and Serrano’s Piss Christ among them) has made me wonder: who are today’s top-ranking contemporary artists, and is all their work equally…bizarre and unconventional? The answer I found surprised me:…
Confession: Like a black sheep of a Russian from a literary family, I’ve failed when it comes to poetry. My grandfather wrote it; my great-grandparents, between the two of them, seemed to know it all by heart and had me memorize pages of Pushkin’s children’s sagas; my mother has been a life-long lover of Akhmatova…
On Saturday, I visited the Fine Print & Drawing Fair at Lighthouse International (an organization that fights vision loss) to meet the charming and exceptionally friendly Jane Roberts, who recently hosted John Blee‘s show at her gallery in Paris. She’d traveled to New York with a diverse group of works, creating one of the most…
On the corner of West 22nd Street and 8th Avenue stands a glassed-in, square loft space with white walls and cement floors. A small table and chairs populate one corner, where two young women dressed in all-black lean towards each other (or just towards their laptops?) in their digital art universe. The atmosphere is exceptionally…
Step aside, Blue Man Group: Oliver Herring’s in the house. Or in the Chelsea’s Meulensteen gallery – where, it’s safe to say, he’s made himself feel very much at home. When I first walked by, I assumed that the group of smoking, barefoot 20-somethings outside the gallery was Chelsea’s version of a Halloween outing. Plus…
Who’d have thought that a mid-Saturday trip to the Brooklyn Museum’s Seductive Subversion: Women Pop Artists, 1958–1968 exhibit would feel like a private showing? It wasn’t just about the lack of crowds (we encountered no more than ten people throughout the exhibition). The show’s excellent layout plays a big role in creating an intimate atmosphere,…
Like most kids, I took my surroundings for granted. The weekly trips to my godmother’s home – a sprawling, sun-drenched apartment across the street from the American embassy in Moscow – were just part of the routine. I watched my godmother’s small daughter, Vera, as she ran among the gigantic canvases that lined the walls…
DC-based painter John Blee has lived an extraordinary life, with a richness of experience that radiates from his vibrant, abstract works. It’s difficult to imagine anyone with a more fascinating intellectual existence: speaking with John, it seems that he has read everything, tried everything – and remembers everything, which makes conversations endlessly engaging…
Everyman’s Art: San Francisco Artists’ Guild show Once we’d picked up our tickets for the nearly-sold-out Impressionism show at the de Young museum, we wanted to explore the Golden Gate Park’s pretty stunning grounds. The architecturally-brilliant museum sits among perfectly tended greenery and fountains, across from another ultra-modern building, the Academy of Sciences, whose roof…
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