March 2013 – Art From Behind

Quiet Grrl

ok!
let’s just chill

no quotes no feelings

just a fun baby shower!

and thinking about our friend’s life and future and thinking very happy things

Fondant

Murano glass factory Im gonna go there again this summer!

this hat makes Jaimie sooo lady Gaga

i had such a good time
i have no comment besides

YAY

that is a Kandinsky and I will be going to finally see that show Tuesday!

chilling

this is the next thing coming up

here are the details!
today is a issue-free zone

Myhilism

I don’t love anyone

an excellent song by Belle and Sebastian about nihilism

the quickest way to love the world again is to hate it and everything on it very fully

to plant yourself in opposition to all love and beauty and friendship

to fantasize about stomping cities underfoot and the cries of the families and lovers as they mush under your heel

to list all the things you don’t love and to savour each one until you run out

No, I don’t love anyone

Yeah if there’s one thing that I learned when I was still at school
It’s to be alone

I pass them by I’m not a kid, no
I don’t love anyone

I don’t love anyone
You’re not listening even now
You’re playing with someone else

and then the things you really do love begin to creep in, at first as a small exception and then as a flood of good will and feeling towards your fellow man and woman

this is not part of “Remedies for Love” by Ovid that I am currently reading

“Remember that no man loses any other life than this which he now lives, nor lives any other than this which he now loses.”

2000 years ago this guy wrote some pretty funny and accurate shit about romance and how to extinguish it

For why should any worthy youth destroy
Himself, because some worthless nymph is coy?

To me, ye injured youths, for help repair,
Who hopeless languish for some cruel fair;
I’ll now unteach the art I taught before,
The hand that wounded shall your health restore.
One soil can herbs and pois’nous weeds disclose:
The nettle oft is neighbour to the rose.

When flames beyond their useful bounds aspire,
‘Tis charity to quench the threat’ning fire.
Let me the wanton Paris take in hand,
Helen shall be restor’d, and Troy shall stand.

While the soft passion plays about your heart,
Before the tickling venom turns to smart,
Break then, (for then you may,) the treach’rous dart;
Tear up the seeds of the unrooted ill
While they are weak, and you have pow’r to kill.

Consider, ere to love you give the reins,
If she’s a mistress worth your future pains.

E’en truth and your own judgment you must strain,
Those blemishes you cannot find, to feign:
Call her blackmoor, if she’s but lovely brown;
Monster, if plump; if slender, skeleton.
Censure her free discourse as confidence;
Her silence, want of breeding and good sense.

Discover her blind side, and put her still
Upon the task which she performs but ill;
To dance, if she has neither shape nor air;
Court her to sing, if she wants voice and ear;
If talking misbecomes her, make her talk;
If walking, then in malice make her walk.
Commend her skill when on the lute she plays,
Till vanity her want of skill betrays.
Take care, if her large breasts offend your eyes,
No dress does that deformity disguise.
Ply her with merry tales of what you will,
To keep her laughing, if her teeth be ill.

But one effectual method you may take,-
Enter her chamber ere she’s well awake:
Her beauty’s art, gems, gold, and rich attire,
Make up the pageant you so much admire:
In all that specious figure which you see,
The least, least part of her own self is she;
In vain for her you love, amidst such cost,
You search; the mistress in the dress is lost.
Take her disrob’d, her real self surprise,
I’ll trust you then for cure, to your own eyes.

ugh badly translated couplets are torture let’s try prose:

“I blush to say it, yet I will say it; when you’re about the act of love with your mistress, take her in the posture that becomes her least. That will be easily accomplished. Rare is the woman who tells herself the truth. They deem themselves beautiful in every aspect. I bid you, too, fling open wide the windows of her room, and in the broad light of day, observe the blemishes of her body. ”

“But when you have attained the goal of pleasure; when you are o’erwearied both in body and in spirit; when your heart is heavy; when you are wishing you had never touched a woman, and deem it will be long ere you embrace another–then note in the tablets of your brain all the defects that you observe in her, and long let your gaze linger on her imperfections.”

Of course there was a young man who hid in the lavaratory to watch his gril excrete. heaven forbid that i should give such advice: it might work but i feel it woudl indeed be going too far

“My recommnedation is to have at least two girlfriends if you can manage more your position is even stronger. Great rivers become small ones when split into several channels, and you can put out a fire simply by separating the burning logs.”

“Briefly, the way to get over any love is to replace it by another, you can quote Agamemnon as your authority for taking a second mistress and organizing that ‘two-way traffic in your heart’. ”

“Indeed do try to behave coldly towards the woman you love, even when you feel as though you are being roasted alive. Pretend you are cured. If you feel pain, do not let her see it, if you want to cry burst out laughing instead. Pretend to have come to your senses and you will soon find yourself living the part.”

“I have often pretended to sleep at parties as an excuse for not drinking more and then really dropped off by mistake. I even remember a guy who for his own reasons faked loving this lady and then found himself actually in love with her! Which is the opposite of our goal today.”

“If you arrive at the girl’s house and it is locked, just accept it. Do not lie on the doorstep all night.”

“Let us assume you are rather soft, you simply cannot get away, you are tied hand and foot, and cruel Cupid is standing on your neck. Then stop struggling and abandon yourself to the wind and waves: with a raging thirst like that, drink all the water you want. Only drink even more water than you want, drink until you are full to the teeth, with water dripping from your mouth.”

“Go and sleep with the girl as often as you like, let her monopolize your time, sleep with her until you are sick of it, until your love has died of surfeit and you will never set foot in her house again.”

“Loneliness is bad for lovers, beware of lonely places. It is no good running away- you are safer with people around you. By yourself you will feel wreched and the girl you left behind will appear all the more vividly to you. For that reason night is even more depressing than day because you have company to relive your gloom.”

“Do not keep your door locked and your face to the wall.”

“Do not keep explaining why you have stopped loving her and complaining; if you keep saying ‘it’s over’ you are virtually admitting that it is not.”

“Do not sue her over the presents you have given her but let her keep them.”

“Certain places can also be bad for you, you must avoid the ones where you have slept together, thinking ‘this is the bed that we had such a wonderful time on.'”

“And never read love poetry! indeed I am censoring the very thing I am good at.”

“You must also imagine that you have no rival and that she goes to bed by herself, for to know she beds another man will inflame your passions.”

“Lastly, don’t eat onions and do not eat arugula. You must eat only antaphrodisiacs and plenty of rue to improve your eyesight.”

“Wine stimulates sexual desire unless taken in such quantities that it inhibits all sensation and you pass out. It is like wind on a bonfire, a gentle breeze burns it brighter but a gale will extinguish it.”
(which has a funny resonance with the previous La Rochefoucauld quote, no?)

I havent, obviously, read the other half of the book that is “Techniques of Love” as I have no interest, but can imagine it to be the reverse: eat plenty of onions and drink in moderation!

Gonna try that out tonight.

so you might have noticed that these photos do not seem so contemporary perhaps
either in their content or in their pixel width

indeed this is Kadar in what must be 2006 not the Kadar we now show at the gallery or indeed the same Kadar of course
at Good World which no longer exisits

i was forced to hunt though the overgrown bramble bushes of my Myspace blog for a photo i needed
UGH myspace is so lame it even makes it impossible for me to transfer my blog from there to here easily

someone wanted to see the photos Dash shot of Paper Rad so I hunted

and ended up farting around and dragging some carcasses onto my desktop

mostly the Dash ones that I coudln’t help reminiscing over

or ones that just seemed to have aged well like a humorous, gay wine

I couldn’t resist dragging old Ben photos without dragging old Christina photos and thinking how happy a match was made!

Dash kept pinching me and then making this “who me” face

“If you could be either God’s worst enemy or nothing, which would you choose?”

do you like see food?

of course this little “love cures” discourse is not for this guy

that cure is long achieved

“I can’t go on, I’ll go on.”

this is funny too of course but in a foreign language

“There must be somebody there, because somebody must have said ‘Nobody.'”

“Do you know what punishments I’ve endured for my crimes, my sins? None. I am proof of the absurdity of men’s most treasured abstractions. A just universe wouldn’t tolerate my existence.”

ooh let’s stick an old Donald next to an

old grumpy Aurel
hahaha little did they know they would end up together!

I remember Dash and Donald lying 5am floor style and complaining to me, the only other person there, how it was so unfair that they, two strapping young men with so much to offer, had yet to find love

sigh…

some recent Dash works for sale made me go through my old studio shots as well

“Man was matter, that was Snowden’s secret. Drop him out a window, and he’ll fall. Set fire to him and he’ll burn. Bury him and he’ll rot, like other kinds of garbage. The spirit gone, man is garbage. That was Snowden’s secret. Ripeness was all.”

“The point is there ain’t no point.”

“I was drawn to all the wrong things: I liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn’t have a god, politics, ideas, ideals. I was settled into nothingness; a kind of non-being, and I accepted it. I didn’t make for an interesting person. I didn’t want to be interesting, it was too hard. What I really wanted was only a soft, hazy space to live in, and to be left alone. On the other hand, when I got drunk I screamed, went crazy, got all out of hand. One kind of behavior didn’t fit the other. I didn’t care.”

little did Nate know!
well, I’m not sure what he knew

“Disappear Here.
The syringe fills with blood.
You’re a beautiful boy and that’s all that matters.
Wonder if he’s for sale.
People are afraid to merge. To merge.”

“That’s how we stay young these days: murder and suicide.”

I remember going over there 2006ish to pick out one for Dakis and since my show was called PANIC ROOM at Deste Museum I picked this one for him

there were lots of other great ones I shoulda had him get all of em

“I told myself: ‘I am surrounded by unknown things.’ I imagined man without ears, suspecting the existence of sound as we suspect so many hidden mysteries, man noting acoustic phenomena whose nature and provenance he cannot determine. And I grew afraid of everything around me – afraid of the air, afraid of the night. From the moment we can know almost nothing, and from the moment that everything is limitless, what remains? Does emptiness actually not exist? What does exist in this apparent emptiness?”

“Jeder für sich und Gott gegen alle”

“Nothing exists; even if something exists, nothing can be known about it; and even if something can be known about it, knowledge about it can’t be communicated to others.”

“There is no other world. Nor even this one. What, then, is there? The inner smile provoked in us by the patent nonexistence of both.”

“Though nihilism has been relentlessly criticized for overemphasizing the dark side of human experience, it might be equally true that this overemphasis represents a needed counterbalance to shallow optimism and arrogant confidence in human power. Nihilism reminds us that we are not gods, and that despite all of the accomplishments and wonders of civilization, humans cannot alter the fact that they possess only a finite amount of mastery and control over their own destinies.”

i never got super into or ever indeed fetishized Dashicle’s collages
feels weird that people do now
feels weird to be involved in any way with their sale either
tho i suppose if i can help them go to interesting people and not the assholes out there it would be a service

his photos were much more genius and much more personal and thoughtful I always thought

“Nihilism is not only despair and negation, but above all the desire to despair and to negate.”

“The negative always wins at last, but I like it none the better for that.”

“All roads are blocked to a philosophy which reduces everything to the word ‘no.’ To ‘no’ there is only one answer and that is ‘yes.’ Nihilism has no substance. There is no such thing as nothingness, and zero does not exist. Everything is something. Nothing is nothing. Man lives more by affirmation than by bread.”

“Nothing requires a greater effort of thought than arguments to justify the rule of non-thought.”

this one tho i might give masterpiece award to
really good one
just perfect

“He who fights against monsters should see to it that he does not become a monster in the process. And when you stare persistently into an abyss, the abyss also stares into you.”

i have more and more and more but I should go

didn’t old Ovid say something about keeping busy and not dwelling in idleness and reverie etc

“Nihilism is best done by professionals.” -Iggy Pop

“I don’t think anything is necessary. It’s just some things are impossible.”

or Dash’s favourite, as he drew into his skin: “Nothing is true, everything is permitted.”

i will go home where i can work on a new painting to distract myself
funny they didn’t say anything about THAT being a cure for love but it is one let me tell you

if you want me to do all the work for you and connect these intertwined things of thwarted love and just plain love and complete nihilistic horror, see below:

Was ever woman in this humor wooed?
Was ever woman in this humor won?
I’ll have her, but I will not keep her long.
What, I that killed her husband and his father,
To take her in her heart’s extremest hate,
With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes,
The bleeding witness of my hatred by,
Having God, her conscience, and these bars against me,
And I no friends to back my suit at all
But the plain devil and dissembling looks?
And yet to win her, all the world to nothing!

(hopefully very long dramatic pause)

Ha!
Hath she forgot already that brave prince,
Edward, her lord, whom I some three months since
Stabbed in my angry mood at Tewkesbury?
A sweeter and a Lovellier gentleman,
Framed in the prodigality of nature,
Young, valiant, wise, and, no doubt, right royal,
The spacious world cannot again afford.
And will she yet abase her eyes on me,
That cropped the golden prime of this sweet prince
And made her widow to a woeful bed?
On me, whose all not equals Edward’s moiety?
On me, that halts and am misshapen thus?
My dukedom to a beggarly denier,
I do mistake my person all this while!
Upon my life, she finds, although I cannot,
Myself to be a marv’lous proper man.
I’ll be at charges for a looking glass
And entertain a score or two of tailors
To study fashions to adorn my body.
Since I am crept in favor with myself,
I will maintain it with some little cost.
But first I’ll turn yon fellow in his grave
And then return lamenting to my love.
Shine out, fair sun, till I have bought a glass,
That I may see my shadow as I pass.

I know why the caged bird tweets part 2

i left my dog eared Deronda at home so I have no fun quotes or tidbits for you

all i have are the various things i do to distract myself from myself

who remembers this guy from Sonnabend I can never and right now as well am forgetting his name

kissing is gross

who could possibly be sitting at work after midnight trying to remember what it feels like

not me

got a very interesting tour of a collector’s home yesterday or was it yeah i guess yesterday jeez

remember when Rafael de Cardenas tought me the expression “made his lipstick come out” and I used it ad nauseum afterwards? Well it’s back

oh yeah!

the camera was so intimidated by the major Basquiat it refused to print it

my guess is ’82

Forcefield!
you will see something relating to this as you scroll down

somethign was brewing tonight at Grand Central! I spotted Ann and Mel at the entrance

horseplay
Nick Cave and Creative Time private performance kicking off what will be an amazing thing for peo[ple

ooh and I see cool guys Sherry and Joel Mallin over yonder!

Christos maybe a harder working blogger than me working it!

crowd
spotted a Mattheu Placek but didnt spot too many others!

my crowd

they are starting to run!
sometthing has spooked them

this kinda thing makes me wish i had a kid on my shoulders because jeez the couple tots that were on the VIP list probably had their wee minds blown

i am indeed not such a grown up that I didnt have a big ol grin plastered on my face as well tho

haha look at that kid he is like WTF

then the butts detached and went butt crazy

aaaa!

there was a lot of “tribal” drumming

joe thought it was too pan-tribal as opposed to specific but you know white people they love anything that feels “multicultural”

that is not fair but i couldnt figure out exactly how to argue with him on that point

the piece is not about that anyway, but maybe joe also wanted to know if not that then indeed what the piece was about

see my above photo that says FORCEFIELD

I interviewed Nick Cave for i-D Magazine back in like 2006

he set the meeting for 7am i mean indeed 7fuckingam at Brown for breakfast

in 2006 i was always still UP at 7am so that made it quite a journalistic challenge for me

I talked to Cave about Forcefield of course
and he had never heard of them
and promised to google them or whatever there was back then when he got home

Forcefield’s artistic gesture of covering the face in costume performance music video etc was a very mega move that influenced and excited young people around the world

an impulse that Nick Cave in Chicago had as well unbeknownst to anyone

his artwork came out of dance and performance and music as well, making artworks that made music when activated, SOUND SUITS as he calls them

shit they are getting loose!

imagine if you are a tourist in Grand Central and one of these things trots by
i guess touritsts are already like “new york is crazy” so they probably just take it in stride

and then go home to middle parts and tell their friends how magical it was
this is Anne Pasternak of Creative TIme and the artist Nick Cave

I was totalyl down
Like the Deitch Art Parade I was won over instantly with human feelings that flooded my art brain

who needs their art brain all the time? their skepticism and irony

i read a tweet just now that said “irony is the white man’s burden”

oh brother is that a stereotype people have?

irony is a whimper from a cage

and who is into cages?
besides perverts

Rheum and bored

If the swiftest thinking has about the pace of a greyhound, the slowest must be supposed to move, like the limpet, by an apparent sticking, which after a good while is discerned to be a slight progression.

Such differences are manifest in the variable intensity which we call human experience, from the revolutionary rush of change which makes a new inner an outer life, to that quiet recurrence of the familiar, which has no other epochs than those of hunger and the heavens

this is a sample of the dense and vague book I have been in for weeks now

Herz, mein Herz! Neue Liebe neues Leben
it contains as well innumerable citations on every page of foreign languaged erudition

Rota posterior curras, et in axe secundo
run behind, because you can’t help it!

L’esprit est toujours la dupe du cœur

Quand on aime, on doute souvent de ce qu’on croit le plus.

Il en est du véritable amour comme de l’apparition des esprits : tout le monde en parle mais peu de gens en ont vu.

La passion fait souvent un fou du plus habile homme, et rend souvent les plus sots habiles. –so indeed what does that say about our aphorist La Rochefoucauld?

L’absence diminue les médiocres passions, et augmente les grandes, comme le vent éteint les bougies et allume le feu.

Il est plus aisé de connaître l’homme en général que de connaître un homme en particulier.

now THAT is a bit more “gently cynical” like the La Rouchefoucauld we know and love

Il est impossible d’aimer une seconde fois ce qu’on a véritablement cessé d’aimer.

getting darker
switching to the minor key

Il n’y a guère de gens qui ne soient honteux de s’être aimés, quand ils ne s’aiment plus.

maybe even accusatory

On peut trouver des femmes qui n’ont jamais eu de galanterie; mais il est rare d’en trouver qui n’en aient jamais eu qu’une

offensive even!

Pour s’établir dans le monde, on fait tout ce que l’on peut pour y paraître établi.

haha an early version of “fake it till you make it”

poor humans
ever noticed that when someone is caught up in a passion they become a complete bore

you have to endure them posting ridiculous quotes about love in foreign languages

their extreme self-centeredness

Hours of being Hounded by hahaha no i cant think of anything to make that sentence work, you get it anyway I’m sure

his Hours are numbered!

there is a Shakespeare bit somewhere about how being in love makes all your friends hate you, i think its Romeo and Juliet, i bet its Mercutio, wait let me look

I know no ways to mince it in love, but
directly to say ‘I love you:’ then if you urge me
farther than to say ‘do you in faith?’ I wear out
my suit.

oops nope

To be in love, where scorn is bought with groans;
Coy looks with heart-sore sighs; one fading moment’s mirth
With twenty watchful, weary, tedious nights:
If haply won, perhaps a hapless gain;
If lost, why then a grievous labour won;
However, but a folly bought with wit,
Or else a wit by folly vanquished.

a zinger!

Why, is not this better now than groaning for love?
now art thou sociable, now art thou Romeo; now art
thou what thou art, by art as well as by nature:
for this drivelling love is like a great natural,
that runs lolling up and down to hide his bauble in a hole.

this is similar but not the one i want
balls, the internet is being annoying right now!!!

i was following that dude around because he reminded me of a recurring body type that Barry McGee paints and I had never seen a real person shaped like that before!
this above is not the best example but gives you an idea

These photos of our Volta booth with Toby from Vigo London!
I must have uploaded a hundred times and never got them to work until now
I hope you guys got to see them in person during Volta NY earlier this month!

if you missed them you can see Kadar’s new solo show here in September!
and hopefully a great new one in our May group show too

three of my best buddies were voted best dressed in the art world!
damn i need to step up my game

this is happening

indeed Lola’s works look very interesting next to the Cecily painting

and I will tell you this because we are friends but we sold the Cecily painting! It is by a huge margin our biggest sale, and I am so overjoyed and feel like things are really starting to come together. feel so grateful, humble and proud at same time

this is coming soon

and this is almost ready!!!

forgot to post this cute spring photo of the current show’s curator

indeed it was a false spring and all our tulips promptly froze!
i’m going to DC tomorrow and read on the “cherry blossom report” that the DC blossoms are about to be frozen tomorrow during a cold snap!

forgot a few other important photos it looks like haha

me looking like I’m working

me looking like I’m wasted

this photo is very emotional for me because
i lost that motherfucking hat in a motherfucking cab!! and look how adorable it is
i bought it in Lisbon and dont think i will ever -sob!- find its like again
this photo also betrays the fact that i google imaged myself

UGH this hat is NOT doing it for me

“Love has had a lot of press-agenting from the oldest times; but there are higher, nobler things than love.”
PG Wodehouse always helps to break the spell
I think now that I have read over thirty of his novels that he loved humanity but never himself knew love

guise guys

oh!
a jumbly

things have lost their order now that the art calendar has a down spell

Scott Ewalt opening at Participant caught the last day of hte crazy week i think

one of the boxes has a photo of Tony Danza when he was a gogo boy and his huge uncircumcized cock

too hot to handle

kembra!

this is way too horny for me right now i have finalyl settled back into a monkish mood and joe tried to convince me i was a sex addict at dinner and now i am all selfconscious about how much i think about sex

art is supposed to be the sublimation of libido or something

and i hate horny art, i hate T and Art

had lunch with May, both of us eating for two it looks like haha!

here is a full photo of this beautiful painting by Ella Kruglyanskaya who missed the last post

i have a shakespeare quote on the tip of my tongue about who is the devourer or the devoured but i cant grab it, all i can think of is Hamlet talking about dead Polonius being at dinner, not where he is eating but where he is being eaten

and now im thinking about sex again

fuck!!!

i fixed the headline on this thing
it is ok cuz you know newspapers are all going out of business and they probably had to fire the fact checker cuz of the internet and stuff

oh yum! it looks like the John Copeland up close scroll down

a fun surprise as well

those Ts dont really do it for me but that A looks A OK

isn’t it strange how we know what a few other people’s buttholes look like, but we all do not know what our own buttholes look like?

deep thoughts here on Art From Behind

had a client interested in this sloppy joe so shot some more details

kadar detail of a new one

thought you might enjoy reading about the show, since Jesper and I took the time to write them I think you might be interested to read them, and for other reasons too

like to help me check for typos

and so you can gossip about how old or young or Canadian anyone is

did you know that people read 1/3 as fast on a screen as opposed to in a bok

that is why everyone is such a dumbass now

i cant read which is which while pasting them so i cant tell any funny jokes this is really dispiriting

oh fucking fuck and i can smell the rice burnin now

i never post blogs from home (ok the rice is ok actually) but i was so hungry and the hole didn’t have any food and it was 2am

and someone barfed outside the front door so i went to take a photo of it and then thought, “what if i just keep walking”

i guess its st patrick’s day but it also could just be saturday night in this neighborhood

the drunken yelling is of similar decibel

do you know i have never had a boyfriend who showed any interest whatsoever in my writing

i would spend a month on a catalogue essay that was like ten pages and the day it was due beg for some feedback

and they all acted like it was homework and would look at it for one second and say “its fine”

real winners

ack now im thinking about ex sex!

i actually do see some typos sorry guys

the new york times thing on me had typos too they wrote Polyandrous instead of Polyamorous and then one other one im forgetting

and they kept spelling the word “art” as “party” and it really confused a lot of people i think

🙂

happy st patty’s day!
i’m off to art with my friend joe haha!

under the rose

i promise to look at other people’s art and not just mine

like the other booths at Volta not just my awesome booth

remember him?

how much does this remind u of the wallpaper at Le Baron all of a sudden too?

where the walls have eyes
and the eyes have walls!

this booth really took the seriousness out of Volta for me

and at the same time who cant like it? maybe i like this shit

i like this shit, dont know why, think it is pretty neatoo

confused and intrigued a bit

gettin there

stupidly interesting

silly and evocative

ridiculous yet neato

finalyl someone riippin off George Condo he is an under-ripped-off artist

shit i was with colin but i think i cropped him out

i love this piece i would love ot have this in my house

pretty excited by this artist, he is really inventive and doesnt have just one trick

this looked more like one-trick
but a good trick!

i will post all our wall labels tho since we spent so much time on them jesper and i

let’s check out more other people art tho at the Eddie Martinez “Matador” show at Journal in wburg

space was most confusing part to me, just dont see how, well, you know

and the cute little wood room with williams and

whatever this is and

whatever this is which is adorable

peopel!

went to Peter Funch’s new house and gave him some diversion bowls from Sur La Table wish i could tel that story here

wish i could tell lots of stories here that must stay sub vino

sub divo?

hahaha i should have named this post SUB DEVO

ill get wittier next time i promise

pondering a “new abstraction” show to go here in May to be honest

Kavi Gupta the best gallery in Chicago could probably help me with that

they helped me with Scott Reeder in the last one

Tony Tasset is hilarious

of course i read “POST GOOD” as a blog reference hahaha

this is a 70s black minimal artist who was in the first Artist Space show curated by Carl Andre and WAlter De Maria and

fuck just think how many young artists rip this shit off so hard just mine the 70s sorta overlooked people and COPY EXACTLY what they did back then

rough

this is bronze and shit, i got to touch it, it pays to be a curator you get to finger everything!!

Tal R at Bo Bjerggard

Bo Bjergard made fun of me for not knowing this “most famous painter in scandinavia” and then i made fun of him for being named Bo Bjergarrd

shit what a shit photo of the Tal and Jules sorry

got the dick in focus for you guys at least!

this stuff
this stuff never sticks

nick cave hope this is an old one of dude is getting hella repetitive

cecily brown monotype really beautiful

mini Pilupchyuk like form the LA fair remember?

this may is a May thin, huh?

ooh!
man
and then i see things like this and am like

new abstraciton my ass

this was in LA fart fair too

i woudl say it kinda is great but then i see other paintings even like Mark Flood last show that did the paint like this too but was actually ABOUT SOMETHING

bottle knows

parker ito?

nah

looks great in the flash!
flash in the pan

i have never made a pan flash
is that even a thing?

i love how whatever pixelishy this is

better than louie eisners very similar one because of the purposeful paint handling

god and this is so good i am not the only one who is really blown away by things like this am i?

new one too

keegan mchargue

and is this

the natalie frank i know?

if so i am pretty impressed

this gallery was so funny about these works
they look awesome
peter linde busk in our show too

they got all butt hurt at me over nothing

oh well!
nice seeing these in person again

oh no and then!!!
bjarne melgaard made a whole booth about mary boone

he is a big tough fisty gay if you belive his books and then to make a show about mary

so werid to me

because i might be

like, offended or something?
i feel funny inside i know that much

BLA

remember this painting by Iranian LA artist Tala MAdani/

i had really wanted her in Chicken or Beef and was so disappointed

man i woud lhave loved to have hung this guy

oh well!
you have to show artists who WANT to be in your shows not twist their arms

this can go in Jesper’s book show maybe

this is what Wangeshi Mutu is up to now

not sure its any better than her first deitch thing with Chris Perez so long ago

this i took a photo of for my own reasons and dont condone it

this is why Jeffrey used to do the armory even tho he didnt like it there

this is WAY TOO BUSY why did she put all that shit at the bottom what a bad move

this Jesper liked but hmmm

he sees a connection between JH and BK and Street Art that I dont want to see

crap

guilty pleasures

Suzanne’s booth!

not sure what i think
but that is a good thing!

im sure i dont like this for example

im sure i dont like these too much even tho i like this artist, i dont know why i dont like os much

hmmm

this i didnt have a chance to think about because the artist was there and introduced to me and clouded my brain

kinda liked these works on paper i guess

ah whatever!

artforum dinner was fun

and saw this cool Andrew Kuo in a shop walking home

great art is everywhere and i am glad the fairs are takin down their tents today!

heavy lady bag

i learned so many great Danish phrases this week

like the word for traveling handyman who gets paid in favours

caught the last day of this
there is a new one up already now
go check it out!

the first ever plate painting

the text by Allison Gingeras was really great

peek at the May Holton Rower works
a whole new type of work

and you thought he just poured paint!

I thought you might like to see Chicken or Beef curated by Jesper Elg
maybe our best show at the gallery so far, and not my doing! having to get used to that is funny

I have known Jesper for years and years and is probably the only person I could let do something like this

he opened V1 with Peter Funch (click!) and added Mikkel and made V1 the best “young” “edgy” oh jeez gallery in Denmark the past decade (click!)

they were, for example, one of the first galleries to show Banksy (click!)

which I have learned not to hold against him!

and also showed Matthew Stone way before I did (still click!)

This exhibition is half European half American painters many of whom were new to me

not Misaki tho!

HuskMitNavn an anonymous street artist from DK

They have shown Todd James forever

who just sold out his show at Lazarides in London this week too! (click!)
this little teacup is adorable

Troels Carlsen! The non-identical twin of Asger Carlsen who you know (click!)

Jesper called this “the birth of figuration” which haha i am still trying to parse

Anna Bjerger

Jannis Varelas greek via vienna

pussy power

Miriam Cahn dated 1998 so odd

Jemima Kirke
who is on GIRLS which i havent seen but maybe now will~

Ryan Schneider
who reminded me I crashed on his couch with Marcus Knupp way back when
hahaha the “blurry years”

cool detail

Antonio Ballester Moreno from Madrid

reminds me of this Gelatin work we showed in 2008

Devin Troy Strother more on him shortly!

o jeez

Anders Oinonen

John Korner

“problems”

Maya Bloch young israeli artist

with just adorable eyes

my Jules getting to be in a show fianlly!

Rosson Crow funeral fleurs

yumm

Jocelyn Hobbie super creep

amazing

gives me the willies tho

BLEH

Barnaby Furnas time of the month

John Copeland

just amazing up close
a melting hot fudge sundae

eddie martinez and more on him soon too!

Peter Linde Busk amazing liittle painting

i think i will have to post the wall texts tho so you can read a bit
next post!

Tal R “bubble”

look at those little mitts

allison schulnik

what a relief!

Bjarne

Melgaard
a DICK ted to love

pube paint

Cecily Brown

and a brown bunny

love how she knows just when to stop

Ella Kruglyanskaya

how do i just have details

got so excited by them i think

anna banana
check out the shadows and the lipstick and the wow

we had the funnest dinner preview and so fun we didnt stick cameras in people faces and had so many drinks and chicken AND beef and like the show half the people were new people to meet and all so nice and fun