I had an art-filled day yesterday, starting in the morning with the wonderful people of Visual AIDS. I’m working on a little project with them, and have immensely enjoyed the hours poring over slides from their archives of art by people with HIV/AIDS. Their office — a beautiful and slightly beat-up room in a giant old building in West Chelsea filled with studios, offices and galleries off labrythine hallways — reminds me of an old New York that feels mostly displaced by Banana Republics and Starbucks American Apparels and Pinkberries.
After an afternoon of editing an essay for the book collection I’ve been working on, I stopped by the NYU Steinhardt MFA thesis show. My favorite piece was the deconstructed front room by Tracey Goodman. The show is up at 80 Washington Square East until April 25th. From there, I continued on over to the New Museum, where my good friend Emily Roysdon had a piece opening in this new triennial thing happening over there. The crowds were a bit staggering, but well worth elbowing through. I especially liked the pieces by Keren Cytter (glass boxes throwing prisms of green light onto the walls), Liz Glynn (a cardboard model replica of Rome, built, and destroyed, in a day), Brendan Fowler (posters describing a back and forth between the artist and a band named AIDS Wolf) and Haris Epaminonda (paper collages), among others. Upstairs, caught in the doorway between the bar and the balconey that encircles the seventh floor, I speculated with friends as to how many other sociologists might be there among the artists, art critics, art buyers, curators, and djs. Educated guess: 4.
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