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Apr
14

Burlesque Artist La Femme Reveals Herself on St. Marks

Linnea Covington -

For the past four years, buxom beauty GiGi La Femme has been stripping, teasing, and making waves in the burlesque scene.  Now, she welcomes the beginning of spring at her popular monthly performance Revealed, featuring Peekaboo Pionte, Harvest Moon, Amber Ray, and more, Wednesday, April 15.  Before she takes it all off, GiGi shared a little about what she feels about the show, her burlesque performers, and what she likes to do when not hanging out in her new apartment or professionally taking her clothes off.

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NY comPRESSed
Jun
27

Hello, Dalí: Painting and Film by the Master Surrealist at MoMA

Linnea Covington

The artist whom people best know for his melting clocks, baguette-crowned bicyclists and crawling ants, not only painted and drew, but also had an avid interest in film. This Sunday, the Museum of Modern Art will open the exhibit Dalí: Painting and Film, the first retrospective of Salvador Dalí’s work in-house since 1941.  Focusing on his films, the show has six galleries dedicated to single projects and important time periods in Dalí’s film career.

The exhibit aptly displays a side of Dalí that is less talked about, and it does it well.  The rooms of the exhibit are easy to navigate and the rich content sticks with the theme while enhancing the films.  As an avid Dalí fan, I have been to dozens of museums and shows highlighting his career, and it was nice to go to a show that I felt I hadn’t been to before.

Arranged in chronological order, the exhibit starts with the 1929 film, Un Chien Andalou. This film, on which Dalí collaborated with Luis Buñuel, was meant to induce the feeling of dreaming, or more, “nightmaring.” It not only shows unsavory images like a decaying donkey and piles of ants, but also has the cult-classic scene of an eyeball being sliced by a razor blade.

Paired with this film is the painting, “Apparatus and Hand” (1927), which has images from the film but centers on a large figure made of geometric shapes propped up by sticks.  Protruding from the top of the figure is a cartoonish red hand laced with green veins.  To the side, a donkey and the torso of a woman engage the center object with phantom limbs reaching out.

The next room showed the second film by Dalí and Buñuel, L'Âge d'Or.  On display were letters between the two men about what the film should contain as well as Dalí’s sketches.  The characters in the film are like Dalí’s paintings, from afar they appeared attractive but the closer you get, the more it becomes clear they aren’t.  This can also be seen in “La Main (Les Remords de Conscience),” Dalí’s 1930 painting of a giant gray hand on a cobalt blue background.  Pretty from a distance, but as you near the picture you see the hand is made of smoke and the man attached to the hand sits in a pile of feces while his eyes drip blood.

Aside from films by Dalí, the show highlights works that stimulated him.  One of Dalí’s greatest inspirations came from the Marx Brothers, whose 1930 film, Animal Crackers, he evaluated in a 1932 essay called, “A Short Critical History of Cinema.”  Dalí especially was drawn to Harpo Marx whom he felt embodied the spirit of madness.  He liked him so much that he sent him a special harp stringed with barbed wire for Christmas in 1936.  Harpo responded by sending him pictures of his bandaged fingers playing the harp—these pictures, along with letters from their collaboration are on display.  Despite all the work Dalí did with the Marx Brothers, the film never reached production.

The show also has films Dalí worked on, like Alfred Hitchcock’s 1945 Spellbound where he did the “Dream Sequence,” which features large eyeballs in various states of staring.  Showing a clip from the movie, this part of the exhibition also has one of the actual painted backdrops and some set designs.  One in particular, “The Lost Ballroom Scene,” was as beautiful as it was eerie with ghost couples dancing around a piano that looked like it was morphing into a lion that soon would be ready to eat, or maybe it had, and those where the devoured souls.  Seeing this image made me yearn to witness Dalí’s vision live, which unfortunately was never made.

The best, and most suprising part of the exhibit turned out to be Dalí’s 1946 collaboration with Disney and animator John Hench, in Destino. The fluid momentum of this six-minute film proved that Dalí’s visions work well animated. Based on his images and set to Armando Domínguez’s ballad “Destino,” the short moves beautifully as a woman, who looks like a character from Aeon Flux, dances around Dalíesqe creatures.  Though Dalí basically designed the scenes, the only animation he actually did can be seen near the end when two human-headed tortoises meet. 

Aside from the films shown in the exhibit, MoMA will also screen six films about Dalí in their movie theaters. One of the films, "The Death of Salvador Dalí,” features Dita Von Tesse as Gala and an exaggerated Dalí expressing, “Dalí is only happy in the sun and covered with flies!”  He says this on a visit to Sigmund Freud who then puts Dalí through a regiment of tests.  All the while people continually try and kill Dalí as he insists to Freud that it’s all part of a dream sequence.  The whole thing loops around so that by the end of the short, you are back at the beginning not sure what really just happened.

By the last gallery, you feel that you may have just been in a bizarre dream for the last few hours, but you come out knowing the end is the end.



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NY comPRESSed
Dec
15

Gossip Girl faker and the real Aaron Rose

Lindsay MaHarry -

The new (and worst) character to lurk around the set of Gossip Girl, Aaron Rose, Serena’s artsy and mysteriously older boyfriend, is based on real New York artist Aaron Rose, and he’s pretty bummed about it.

Rose, 39, is the founder of the Alleged Gallery on Ludlow Street; it opened in 1992 and helped to establish a handful of rising talents. "It's funny and it's flattering, but there's a part of me that's like, 'Oh, go after them—this is not cool. They're messing with my reputation,'" says Rose.

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NY comPRESSed
Jun
09

The Devil\'s in the Details: Jason D\'Aquino at Fuse Gallery

Anna King
Jason D’Aquino is the perfect artist for New Yorkers. As the title of his new exhibition, Delicate Execution: The Miniature Drawings of Jason D’Aquino suggests, his artwork would fit comfortably on the walls of the smallest studio apartment.

Like artists who used to carve whole panoramas on a tiny piece of ivory, Brooklynite D’Aquino uses small items, such as vintage matchbooks, on which to sketch his graphite line drawings of voluptuous women, aliens, devils, monkeys, pistols and motorbikes. He even sketched a portrait of the late Hunter S. Thompson on the tip of a Good Humor ice-cream spoon, and one of Edgar Allan Poe on a packet of seeds. Sometimes being small has its downside, though: Apparently one of the pocket-sized pieces of art went missing at the closing reception of a recent D’Aquino exhibition in Detroit.

D’Aquino’s work is on display through July 5 at Fuse (93 Second Ave., betw. Fifth & Sixth Sts.) from Wednesdays through Saturdays from 3-8pm. Gallery goers can grab a beer at Lit next door, and then squint at the D’Aquino exhibition. Or perhaps it’s better to leave the boozing until after the art.


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NY comPRESSed
Apr
10

Naked Dancers on the Kitchen Table

Jerry Portwood -
Call me a pervert (I’ve been called worse), but the intensity of Noémie Lafrance’s latest performance piece had me all hot and bothered.

Lafrance is probably best known for being the person who “discovered” the wonders of McCarren Park Pool. She choreographed a large group dance project there, Agora and Agora II, and the place took off as a hipster fun-time venue and now it will eventually be transformed back into a playtime pool playground.

For her latest boundary-pushing site-specific piece, Home, she has decided to go small-scale and domestic and as invited spectators into her Williamsburg apartment (Lafrance is currently pregnant and that is reason enough for her to decide to choreograph close to home) to participate in an erotic pagan ritual that can totally freak out someone not ready for the pleasures of face-to-face performance. It’s set to close this weekend, but I hope as many people as possible decide to experience it.

After performing ablutions (washing your hands at the kitchen sink), 22 people were invited to sit at a long dining room table facing on which Lafrance was lying prostrate, nearly naked, her large pregnant belly resting on the polished wood surface. We were handed magnifying glasses to inspect the bucolic landscape that had been constructed on her right thigh and shin. Miniature trees, pigs, horses and sheep grazed on her leg hair, which had been spray-painted green. Yes, calves were even glued to her calves. Lafrance began to slither down the length of the table, as we passed off the magnifying glasses for the rest of the group to scope out the tableau of pores and fake trees. This may have been the most “normal” part of the evening.

Lafrance wore antlers and later sat at the head of the table, staring us down, and performed a ritualistic tea ceremony. If we didn’t believe in the fertility of her body from the livestock metaphor, then we got it when she poured hot water over her very ample bosom and erect nipples. The two handmaids—Celeste Hastings and Melissa Lockwood—were the eldest of the group, and they helped Lafrance (Mom) and Maré Hieronimus (the youth) as they engaged in a series of vignettes ranging from dusting, cleaning, brushing teeth, to more sensual scenarios. Hieronimus, who also wore antlers (which seemed a little too Brooklyn designer perfect), is the real star and astounded in her trust of those of us gathered around her young, nude body. After she coyly played with us, she also laid herself on the table, and we are invited to write on her with watercolor crayons. Then we were given plaster of Paris and wrapped her naked, rigid body until she was mummified. It’s a sensual, chilling, emotional moment that left me feeling spent.

No applause, no curtain call, no closure. We’ve just experienced the stages of life (and death) in Lafrance’s home—aided by Thomas Dunn’s lighting and Brooks Williams compositions. I am aware of the clumsy intervals and how thin it is on theory (didn’t Yoko Ono already do this to greater effect? Doesn’t Marina Abramovic take us into even deeper territory? Didn’t Matthew Barney create a complete world that amazed in its abundance of metaphor?), but the sensual generosity is overpowering, and I can’t deny the emotions this piece resurrected within me. I wish Lafrance would ditch the Tom Waits sounds and discover something that would suit this piece even more—like the boozy, woozy, damaged voice of Shilpa Ray. In fact, the biggest mistake is that it’s being considered dance. Why was I sitting across from dance critics Deborah Jowitt and Gia Kourlas? I should have been sitting with art critics Jerry Saltz and Paddy Johnson. The only reason I could guess is that you can charge $30 for a dance performance, while an installation art piece is usually experienced free of charge.

Lafrance is known for safe, inclusive works, but Home may be the begining of a breakthrough. While we still know we can trust her, it’s the amount of trust she has placed with us, the permission she has granted us, that is truly astounding. The sort of generosity is rare and I applaud her for it.



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NY comPRESSed
Dec
29

Alanna Heiss, Founder of P.S. 1, Retiring for Reals

Jerry Portwood -

This summer New York magazine ran a long feature about Alanna Heiss, the founder of P.S. 1. The article discussed how the Museum of Modern Art had assumed control of the contemporary art center and had decided it was time for Heiss—the powerful force that put the former schoolhouse on the cultural map as an experimental, edgy art destination—to retire. Today, a press release from MoMA announces Heiss' retirement from her position as the director of the curatorial department.

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NY comPRESSed
May
21

Xene Cervenka of the Band X Discusses \'70s Punk and Her Art Opening

Saby Reyes-Kulkarni


Earlier this month, I spoke with Exene Cervenka, frontwoman of revered L.A. punk band X, that plays the Fillmore at Irving Plaza on Saturday the 24th on its 31st anniversary tour. The concert is preceeded by the Friday night opening of Sleep in Spite of Thunder, Cervenka’s second New York solo gallery exhibit at DCKT Contemporary (195 Bowery, Ground Floor). Cervenka discussed the much-storied L.A. punk scene of the ‘70s, her poetry and visual art, her attraction to antiquity and the vanishing America that she chronicles in some of her work.

How has X been able to keep the live energy up, especially over these recent waves of shows?

Exene Cervenka: I guess we love doing it. I love playing live, touring, and seeing friends. Seeing all the kids in the audience and all the people that have seen us a million times. It’s pretty exciting up there. I think that makes for a more exciting show, just the fact that you want to be there. There’s nothing worse than seeing a band that doesn’t want to be there.

When the band started, how long did you envision that it would last?

Oh, we had no vision of it lasting or not lasting. 

Besides enjoying it, what was the spark that got you guys started again? Writers attribute the return of X to the rise of alternative rock, and that seems oversimplified.

Oh no. It was 10 years ago, ’98. We got asked to do a commercial for the X Files. They were doing this series of commercials with people saying “I’m going to watch the X Files this year, aren’t you?” or something like that. And they asked Billy [Zoom] to do it, not knowing that Billy hadn’t really been in touch with the rest of the band very much. And he showed up for this thing with me. He said he would do it if I did it. He showed up with his silver jacket and his guitar and his amp. And I showed up just being me. They filmed us on the street. I got along really good with Billy and we decided to get back together after [Elektra] released an anthology [titled Beyond and Back] and wanted us to do an in-store and about a thousand people came. It took us a while to decide “should we be playing, or what should we do?” [Zoom left the band in 1986, and they recorded one album, See How We Are, with Dave Alvin in his place before disbanding. X then reformed with Zoom in ’93 to record Hey Zeus! and has toured on a periodic basis since. -- Ed.]

Now it seems like a pretty casual arrangement with the on-again, off-again touring -- 2004, 2006, and now. The obvious difference would be that the band is not the main focal point of everyone’s career. How much of a toll did any sort of pressures take when this was the main thing you were doing? 

It’s a lot easier now. There’s less at stake. We’re not selling a record, we’re just playing shows to play shows. I think there was more pressure in the beginning to sell records and we never did, really.

You’ve said that you wish you had appreciated it more.

Yeah. I mean, I appreciated it to some extent, but now I really value it. Because when you’re young, you just don’t think it’s going to end.

Speaking of appreciating, how much should fans be concerned that this might be the last time they’ll ever get to see the band?

That’s not true. We’re going to keep playing until we can’t play anymore.

With everyone having done other things over the years, everybody’s grown as players. How much do you think the music comes across differently or more seasoned now?

I think we make up for the lack of physical energy. You can’t be 23 again. You just can’t. But you make up for that by playing better and having emotional intensity.

And having life experience, one imagines.

If that can come across live. I’m not sure if it does. Maybe the emotional intensity comes from that.

In the book Forming: The Early Days of L.A. Punk, you’re quoted as comparing the L.A. punk scene to the hippie generation, and as saying that “it wasn’t about the bands; it was about people being bohemian even though they didn’t know what bohemian meant.” -- what’s your take on punk being made now, and what would you say the equivalent of punk is today?

You’d know more than I would. I’m not real well-versed in what’s happening around the country in every city, as far as scenes. But I think there will always be a bohemian underground.

Some people are comparing what’s happening on the Internet to that spirit, like that community sense has moved online.

In some people’s eyes I’m sure that’s true. But it’s not quite the same thing. You can’t really replace interacting in a place that you’re not supposed to be -- like a club or a bar or a streetcorner or an alley -- with four or five other people that you just happened to stumble across who have the same views, sharing a bottle in an alley because you can’t get into the club, you don’t have the money. I don’t think the internet can replace that.

As people who weren’t from L.A., except for Donald [drummer D.J. Bonebrake], how much do you think the band’s take on that city resonated because it was coming from outsiders’ eyes?


It’s Day of the Locusts, that book. It’s about coming here to making it big, and ‘going west, young man.’ That’s what California’s all about -- arriving there with rose-colored glasses and having them quickly removed, seeing the squalor. We had a love-hate relationship with L.A. for sure. But coming there from an outsider’s point of view was everything, really important for songwriting.

You’ve talked a lot about how superficial the place is, but it’s funny that you lasted living there for such a long time.

I lived in Idaho for two and a half years for part of that time, but other than that, yeah, I did live there for thirty years. [Cervenka now lives in Missouri. -- Ed.]

Reading things you’ve said about how sleazy and superficial it is and how everybody goes there to “make it,” it almost struck me as the antithesis of the way the Velvet Underground and Patti Smith were so taken with New York.

Oh yeah, it was the complete opposite of the New York scene, what happened in L.A. We had a lot of bands in common. But New York embraced its artists. Los Angeles did not, not initially. Not for five years.

You moved to Los Angeles from Florida with only enough money to pay for gas for your ride -- like 80 bucks -- to get to your friend’s house. I know you ended up living above and working at [poetry workshop] Beyond Baroque, but how the hell did you make that work once you got there?

I got a job right away -- and I kept my job. I worked at Beyond Baroque and then when I finished that, I worked in a shoe store. How I kept myself afloat was I just hit the ground running, you know? [Laughs.] It was cheap to live. When I moved to Venice, it was a ghetto and my rent was 180 dollars a month for a two-bedroom apartment at the beach. And I was making about two hundred dollars a month. [Laughs.] I don’t know what I was making -- probably three hundred.

The way you were just talking about L.A. -- go West, and all that stuff. A lot of Americans almost have like an immigrant experience there.

It is, definitely.

I wanted to ask you about Magical Meteorite Songwriting Device, your book of collages that came out in 2006. In the preface, Kristine McKenna writes: “In the end, each piece Cervenka has made is a valentine to a fragile America that's disappearing before our very eyes.” I know you’ve said that garbage you find on the street isn’t exclusive to where you are anymore, that it’s all been homogenized, but what aspects of American life in particular are disappearing?

Well, the past is disappearing. When I started touring in the late ‘70s/early ‘80s, it was almost like the ‘20s in some places! You’d still go through towns that were just like neon paradises, with neon signs of people hammering nails that would move and art deco buildings. Small-town America before WalMarts and MTV, that’s all gone. Now, you go to Alabama, it looks like Missouri; you go to Missouri, it looks like Kentucky; you go to Kentucky, it looks like New England. Not every part of it, but there’s housing developments on all our farmland. That’s disappearing. I’ve always just been a big fan of the past. I dress in old clothes, I wear old jewelry, I read old books, I listen to old records. Everything I do -- my house is old -- is a recreation for me of different eras.

Now, your second New York solo exhibition opens this month. You’ve been making visual art for like the last 30 years in your journals and stuff. But when did you start making collages in particular, and what is it about that medium that has been grabbing you lately?

Well, it’s perfect for me, because it’s a mix of the past and the present. Everything Americana that I can find that I like, I can make art out of. It’s perfect. The possibilities are endless. The mixture of coincidence and intent is just genius, I think. I think the medium itself has got its own genius in it. Because there’s all this coincidence. You just find something off the street and you incorporate it in your art and it becomes this running theme. And then you have this whole new place to go. I’m very creative in Missouri too because there’s lots of auctions and old things and memorabilia -- what they call in the art world, “ephemera” -- that I can work with. It’s still a place that has its history, to some extent. It still has the old way of life. It still has farms, farmland. And I like it.

Maybe collage is an artform that’s closest to what someone’s actual thought process is. If you were to take a snapshot of someone’s thoughts and feelings over a minute, there’d be all sorts of jumbled things in there. As opposed to a film or something that pulls you into its own tunnel.

I see what you’re saying. I’m telling a story, though. With collages, you’re still telling a story, it’s just not a very long story sometimes like a movie. It’s a short, little story. Like, an image of a young girl with a flower in it can be an entire collage, but if you do it right you’re telling a story about the girl or the flower. There’s content there.

When can we expect more poetry from you?


It’s not on my list of top-five projects, but I sure would love to do another book. Right now, I’m working on a kids’ book called Bedtime for Punks. It’s lullabies. That’s going to be really exciting. It comes out next year sometime. And I’m doing a record for Bloodshot in 2009, so I’ll be recording this summer.

You’ve said that doing spoken-word appearances is harder than being in a band, and that your poetry comes across better when someone reads it than when you do a reading. How do you deal with that?


It’s hard. I just did a spoken-word engagement at the local high school, which was really fun. They responded a lot differently because they didn’t have the life experience to get some of the references, but they got a lot of it, and they appreciated it. Something like that is really special, so you just do the ones that you think are special. Or, if you can do a spoken-word tour with a bunch of other artists, that’s really rewarding. But just to go out night after night by yourself and read what your thoughts are? Nah. I write a lot about what happens in my life, too, and in some ways I don’t want to re-live that every night. It’s different with songs.

With songs, you can put it in a frame that it’s less emotionally demanding to step back into. You can ornament it a bit.

Yeah, and plus I have John [Doe, bassist/co-lead vocalist, and Cervenka’s ex-husband] there to sing with. It makes a big difference. It’s much more fun when you’re with a crew or a band than when you’re out by yourself.

How do you continue to function creatively with someone after a divorce or a breakup?

You just do. It’s more important. It’s the most important part of the relationship, so you don’t throw it away.

How difficult was that for you and John?

It was hard at first. It got easier. It’s easy now. I’m glad we maintain the connection. There’s only a few John Doe’s in the world. There’s only a few Exene’s. I’m not gonna meet a guy like that again, so I should hang on to the one I got.




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Apr
16

SU-PERV-MAN: The Festish Art of Joe Shuster, Superman's Co-Creator

C. Edwards -

When Joe Shuster and Jerry Siegel created Superman during the fledgling world of newsstand comic books, it was heavily criticized for corrupting the minds of young people with its images of mayhem, murder, torture and abduction. Never fully recovering from losing the rights to their character in the 1950s, Shuster began illustrating a sex serial called “Nights of Horror,” which is the subject of Craig Yoe’s new book, “Secret Identity: The Fetish Art of Joe Shuster.”

After two New York youths—Jack Kaslow and Melvin Mittman—began emulating “Nights of Horror” with a group of murderous neo-Nazis called The Brooklyn Thrill Killers, the books became the center of a Supreme Court trial on indecency. Shuster’s images of sado-masochism, BDSM fetishization and Satanism inspired the boys to horse whip women and set the homeless ablaze. According to Yoe, all the players were leading double lives; Shuster, Kaslow and Mittman—even Clark, Lois and Lex—who appeared in the lurid tales as darker, sexually obscene versions of themselves.

The book collects images from all 12 of the “Nights of Horror” stories, complete with narratives: "Ann, her dress still up, faced the unexpected intruder." and "’Harder’, she murmured, shivering with excitement." Images of almost-bare buttocks, light bondage scenarios and voyeuristic peepholers seem relatively charming when compared to his more famous fetish illustrator contemporaries (Tom of Finland, Eric Stanton and Alberto Vargas). Overall, there's not enough whip-wielding negroes and ass-obsessed matrons to classify Shuster as a full fledged fetishist, but rather an artist trying to make a little extra dough during lean times, but it’s still an entertaining read.

The two highlights of the book are the recounting of Shuster and Siegel’s follow-up to Superman, a ridiculous superhero clown named “Funnyman” and a single story featuring a surefire hit character, Annette, Secret Agent Z-4, whose fuck-me boots and ample cleavage prove essential on a rescue mission in Red China.



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Dec
09

Caitlin Hill: Web star Wins Medal of Honor

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Ah yes, art and the Web…

The National Arts Club clearly believes they go together as last night, Internet video star Caitlin Hill became the first online performer to win the NAC’s Medal of Honor, the Club’s most prestigious award.

At 17, the former Blockbuster employee and self proclaimed dork was feeling a little lonely, had something to say and decided to voice a few insights through YouTube under her online name “thehill88”. Three years later her online videos (which chronicle her Valentine’s Day crushes, impressions and instructionals) had over 20 million views and she’d established a subscriber base of over 70,000.

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NY comPRESSed
Nov
28

The Uptown Route to Zoe Leonard Exhibit, Derrotero

Jerry Portwood -

Avoiding the Midtown shoppers and museum mavens the day after Thanksgiving, I headed with friends uptown to the Hispanic Society of America's rambling weirdness in Washington Heights. The collaboration between Dia and the Hispanic Society continues with an exhibit of Zoe Leonard's work titled Derrotero. The Spanish word for a ship's route or a collection of sea charts, the exhibit feels that way since it begins in one gallery with Analogue, 400 of Leonard's photographs that show the web of commerce—Kodak signs in Kampala, Western clothes repurposed for consumption in Uganda, Coca-Cola for sale in a shack (pictured)—and continues with a selection of atlases and ancient sea charts, or portolans, from the museum's collection.

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