i'm outtie.

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Sensory nodes

Although the small boy in subway this morning screaming "I NEED TO SEE THE BENCH" over and over again was the best thing I've seen and heard this week, here are some other things that were pretty cool.



The Postelles at Bowery Electric. The Shangri-Las meets the Ramones meets Weezer meets something else entirely.




An Education

Olafur Eliasson at the Tanya Bonakdar Gallery. An adult fun house with beer.

Tim Robbins. Walking on West 15th and 6th. He is tall.

The Hurt Locker

Cynthia Rowley's show for Fashion Week. Models are silly.

Leo Fitzpatrick's show at Half Gallery. You remember him. Oh yea.

Oh and I ate too. V-Day Veselka with my old and moldy :). Goat cheese/Arugula perogie. Just like Babcia Dora....didn't make 'em.

Wooster Collective, I adore you too.

Feed your brain.

Monday Share (and one cool Pear)

 

Awesome new song by Gil Scott-Heron "New York is Killing Me"  

I've always been a fan of skulls. So skull painting turned skull photograph that isn't even a skull at all wins.

Jacek Yerka is a polish artist whom I found a long time ago and still go back to now and again. I'd also enjoy driving THAT car to THAT beach to then sit on THAT branch.

One cool pear.

When the stars make you drool

 

just like pasta fagioli....that's amore.

and now that V-day is over, February officially goes back to being the worst month. 12/12. bottom. shortest. woof. If February  was a kid who went to my middle school, no doubt, it would have said "Feb Sucks" in white out on the gym bleechers.  Good thing Johnny's bar is close by and warm, the two stools near the window are always free, and they don't mind you getting your skin grease all over their glass...in fact, they encourage it.

Nusch Eluard As The Queen of Clubs 

On a separate note, I went to the ICP this weekend and saw some great photos by Man Ray and André Kertész I hadn't seen before, among others. There were also these great collages by Ray that were pretty sweet. 

Then in the subway today, I saw a post-post-modern version of this....

I call it....Rupaul as DoubléChin

*thnx es for taking photos with your iphone when i ask you to :)

The Color of Water

Oh Dear Rare Book,

I only meet one of you every few years. I can't put you down. But I do, because I don't want to be done with you. Welcome to the club.

Love,
Erin

arts and farts and crafts

Because sometimes I like art. And sometimes I like to make fun of it. Especially when you go to an opening in Chelsea where the art looks like an Adderal filled 1st year architecture student's homework and there is no wine in site. So I made this collage. Dedicated to you, NY art scene, you bittersweet bastard.