Some book collectors do not care very much about where they store their books. The English King Henry VIII, had a fine collection of books, but when visitors came to view them they were horrified by the conditions they were stored in.
There are sardonic artists in Nashville and, alternately, singer/songwriters who treat the stage like a confessional. But House manages to pull off both wry and sincere at once. He then he sets it all to viscid melodies that stick in your ear like a warm hunk of taffy.
Sacha Jenkins is here to clear the air regarding some misconceptions surrounding the art of graffiti writing, namely that the ever-infallible mass media hasn't any idea what even constitutes as such.
"I'm not bold enough to put myself up there so nakedly. So I pass all my inner stirrings through to the characters and the situations they're in. I am none of those people. But I've handed off to them what I've been consumed by in my life."
This sordid tale is of far more than academic interest for me: My parents were imprisoned at Auschwitz. I'd be horrified to discover their uniforms advertised on eBay or anywhere else.
New York artist Michael David pioneered his edgy encaustic painting technique in the 1970s when he was an enfant terrible of the downtown art scene and bass player with seminal punk rockers. Three decades later, he's still creating powerful paintings that explore spiritual metaphors.
The people who settled the neighborhood in the 70s, 80s and 90s are keeping Bucktown's homespun tradition of supporting artists and the arts going, despite tight wallets in a down economy.
Emily Silver makes work that is as visually calm as an air horn. Objects, drawings and videos that may have literally been involved in some kind of explosion or had their glitter-and-ribbon brains bashed out with a bat fill her studio.
In the transition from hunting and gathering to tweeting and posting, what did we lose? That's what Charles Fréger set out to explore in his photo series Wilder Mann, a study of the costumes used in pagan rituals still practiced today in Europe.
Over the past few weeks, renowned British street artist Banksy has taken New York City by storm, leaving a trail of spray paint in his wake. But graffiti is nothing new here: The city has long acted as a blank canvas to artists.
The production is representational and simple and at the same time as modern as it is traditional. Everything from balls, to carriage rides, to angry mobs are brought to breathtaking life through a sound scape, a lighting scheme or a glance.
In recent years, it has been the vampire who seen somewhat of a resurrection (if you will forgive the pun), largely due to a certain Edward Cullen. Now, I'm not going to say vampires are "so last year," but..."vampires are so last year!"
This is the first time since he's been an active musician and artist that he's been single. The constraints that being a musician has on a relationship finally came into play in his life and he felt that it's best to focus on what's good for the future.
Recently I designed a 3D-printed gown for Dita Von Teese, leading to a number of invitations for speaking engagements relating to the promise of 3D printing and its potential for the fashion industry. However, nothing prepared me for a request by the Russian government.
When my friend, writer/director/producer Tobly McSmith, launched a musical parody of Saved by the Bell, I knew I had to see it. It turns out that magic mushrooms, swapping sex partners and gross-out performance art are what inspired Tobly and her writing partner, Bob McSmith.
The Figures are in from EXPO/CHICAGO 2013 and it is confirmed. Now in its second year under the aegis of President and Director Tony Karman the recent September Art Fair has become the third Basel.
The feeling that we have endless time to complete our work has an insidious and debilitating effect on our minds. Our attention and thoughts become diffused. Our lack of intensity makes it hard for the brain to jolt into a higher gear.
In the mid-1980s, after a long dinner party at the Leonard Bernstein residence in Manhattan, I went to the back of the apartment where Bernstein had his studio to tell him I was leaving. He was sitting behind his desk looking at a score of his Chichester Psalms. "I know that work very well," I said, with all the overconfidence of a kid in his early 20s. "I even conducted a performance of it by memory."