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The DIY collective community art world of Pawel Arthamel…

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Yesterday my daughter and I checked out the Pawel Arthamel exhibit at the New Museum. His work often invokes viewer participation and this show did not disappoint. The main attraction, for us anyway, was Draftman’s Congress, a huge white walled studio all set up with paints, chalk, crayons, aprons, a teepee, ladders and everything else one might need to get to work making art. Needless to say, it’s a kids’ paradise. But the best thing about it was watching the adults, especially the non-artists, begin to let loose, get their hands messy and create.

It was like going back to preschool, in the best of all possible ways. All about forging a sense of community through collective action.

I took tons of pictures…

A panoramic view of the whole room

A panoramic view of the whole room

Some of the materials waiting to be used...

Some of the materials waiting to be used…

Your apron is waiting...

Your apron is waiting…

Fellow collaborators

Fellow artists

The teepee

The teepee

I don't even know what to say here...

I don’t even know what to say here…

Two friendly strangers filming each other filming each other. With their phones.

Two friendly strangers filming each other filming each other. With their phones.

On the elevator door...

On the elevator door…

The show runs through April 13 and should not be missed. There are also films, sculptures and lots of things to read, listen to and think about if you are so inclined. And bring along both your inner and your actual children as they will all enjoy themselves immensely.

Pawel Althamer: The Neighbors
New Museum
235 Bowery (at Prince)
212-219-1222
newmuseum.org

Yesterday, at some point…

at the Parrish Art Museum in Southampton, NY

Here, in the distance, is my husband with one of his oldest friends, the inimitable Howard Goldkrand, plotting to take over the world while walking outside of the Parrish Art Museum, located in the middle of an old potato field in Southampton, NY.

The building’s stunning architecture (it’s modeled after the potato barns that used to dot the fields all over pre-McMansion eastern Long Island) is reason enough to make a pilgrimage, but we were visiting the museum to see works by two important African American “outsider” artists, Thornton Dial and Claude Lawrence. More on that later…

Yesterday, at some point…

jill planter jewelry

A shot taken in the hopes that the bright colors would drive the drab of winter away…

Through the magic of the internets, one day, I’m standing outside on E Houston St, shooting photographs of beautiful silver jewelry by my dear friend Jill Platner, and the next day the photo is up online, announcing her latest sale. In the olden days, we had lead times– sometimes of three months– before we ever saw the fruits of our labor published. And while sure, I’ve become accustomed to the speed of the turnover today, it still never ceases to amaze me.

But I digress.

The real piece of news is that Ms Jill Platner is actually having a sale. This is rare. And it’s because her whole crew is so sick of this never ending winter that they figured maybe if they had a “winter be gone” sale, the winter would, well, be gone.

SO go check it out on Crosby street (or online) and get yourself a little something while the getting’s good. Because the sale only lasts for a week. And hopefully winter will exit the stage right after.

Yesterday, at some point…

walmart_is_beautiful

Last night was so cold that I found myself wandering into a Walgreens for a moment, just to get warm. I almost never go to Walgreens. After blowing some warm air into my gloves to help my freezing hands recover a bit of feeling, I looked up and saw this sign.

Which I found confusing… is the sign supposed to be about me? Or Walgreens? Or the hidden potential inside of all of us? Because it certainly didn’t convince me that I wanted any of the suntan lotion that was underneath it.

Yesterday, at some point…

N3rd and wythe

This picture is part of a new series in which I am posting single images that describe some moment I photographed during the previous day. Kind of like my own slightly more considered and not-quite-instant, Instagram.

A rare old-school warehouse in the midst of the tornado of gentrification that is the Williamsburg section of Brooklyn.

Yesterday, at some point…

(These images are part of a new series in which I am posting single images that describe some moment I photographed during the previous day. Kind of like my own slightly more considered and not-quite-instant, Instagram.)

(These images are part of a new series in which I am posting pictures that describe some moment I photographed during the previous day. Kind of like my own slightly more considered and not-quite-instant, Instagram.)

Welcome to midwinter break. Which is chock full of moments like the above.

Survival of said “break,” however, requires much consuming of beverages like the one pictured below.

vacation latte