Category: visual

For the second time since his eponymous Bushwick gallery opened, Christopher Stout logged onto Facebook to find that his account had been frozen. The gallerist, whose interest lies in “subversive art,” had posted an image of Lisa Levy, who plans to sit naked on top of a toilet for two straight days in order to call out “the bullshit trendy art dialogue” that she says is plaguing the art world.

“None of the five finalists clearly stand out, and none are inspiring. Something has clearly gone wrong not just in the design competition, but also more fundamentally in the language of memorialization prevalent today.”

“A virtual-reality experience that throws users into the 1935 painting, “Archeological Reminiscence of Millet’s Angelus,” forms part of a new exhibition into the relationship between Salvador Dalí and Walt Disney.”

“For nearly 600 years, Lorenzo Ghiberti’s panels depicting scenes from the life of Christ on the north doors of the Baptistery in Florence were exposed to the elements and other vicissitudes of time. Now, the gilded bronze doors with their 28 panels have been replaced with replicas made by a team of artisans using the materials and techniques mastered centuries ago by the Renaissance sculptor and his workshop.”

“The artwork, which depicts a young girl from the film and musical Les Misérables with tears in her eyes as CS gas billows towards her, appeared overnight on Saturday. In a first for the elusive graffiti artist, the artwork is interactive and includes a stencilled QR code beneath.”

“We had two glasses of wine and he [the businessman] said, ‘I really like that.’ Two more glasses of wine and he said: ‘I really want that,'” [artist Kevin] Abosch said.”

“Is there no architecture that can bare its soul without simultaneously crushing you with its ego, that stirs, moves, troubles, provokes, inspires? And is there no way of being controlled and passionate at the same time? Is there no other choice but blancmange or dry biscuits?”

“A sense that at any moment Bourgeois might walk through the door is heightened by the atmosphere of bohemian dilapidation: Surely this place is in no shape to be seen by anyone other than its owner. Crude patchwork testifies to the cave-in of a plaster ceiling. A two-burner gas hot plate that fills in for a stove and an ancient television that stands next to a small metal folding chair further the impression of a home not ready to receive company.”

“You’re looking at a vast pool of money chasing a finite pool of art,” said Pepe Karmel, associate professor in the art-history department at New York University. “The temptations are huge.”

It wasn’t just sledding: “Early Sunday morning, the Action Cam caught a pair of ATVs riding down the steps.”