Category Archives: New York

AfteRain See Chelsea Sea

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Did a Birthday Art Crawl Friday and actually had a nice time talking to people in the Picasso show and running into old friends from the Allan Stone Gallery. It felt the Neo Good Old Days… and boy could that Picasso fucker paint. It was one of those rainy Chelsea spring days where you somtimes have to duck into a little pub for a whiskey while the rain blows over. It reminded me of this Coltrane song and also this older vide with The Velvets and Nico doing Chealsea girl. 2006 I think. It was raining then too.

Hey Kerry Ann (Screen Test)

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Up on Judy’s roof the ladies were talking about food. Some people you know, you always think: “They should be on Camera.” Kerry Ann is one of those people. Fortunately the camera seems to love her.

Some Dim Sunday Dim Sum

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Taking the time to relax a bit and eat some good food and read, etc. Recharging the batteries I’ve worn out the last few months… and painting in oils mostly lately… so you won’t be seeing much of them for a few months…. or years. Oil painting, for me, is about collecting time as much as anything else. They are fetishes as much as images.

Looking Up

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The other day I walked home from midtown Manhattan and I noticed that there was a lot of new and interesting architecture going up around the city and it’s outer boroughs. It’s very strange that we are supposed to be in such a shitty financial state, when all of these interesting places are just coming onto the market. If anyone has a lot of empty office/residential space in one of these beauties, I here by volunteer to act as your artist in residence and turn the space into a fun gallery/installation/performance space. Seems like a good way to get people to see your new facility. Contact me. We’ll do lunch. This is a new residential tower near insurance row in the twenties and below that is the side of the new Cooper Union building (which given it’s location next to a tower that clearly borrows a glass idea from the Chelsea AIC building) looks like a sort of knock off Frank Gehry building… in the manner of Canal Street designer hand bags… but you know it still looks pretty good and goes with your shoes, or whatever.

Fine Art

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Saw an old man posing in a second story window facing out on Flatbush Avenue. He reminded me of a naked Walt Whitman. Set up my small painting studio at frost and on my wander over bridges to shoot Manhattan, I saw this bit of street art which made me drop my pack and pull out the still camera. I think its on Kent by the water in Williamsburgh.

Alex's Frozen End

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I went down to the Brooklyn Promenade to try and shoot lower Manhattan in time lapse for Sineparade’s Zipperhead backgrounds. It had rained furiously all night and the news said there would be blustery winds blowing the system out to sea. I expected dramatic cloud movement, but what I didn’t expect was winds that could pick up my tripod and blow it down the boardwalk. I wore two sweaters and a jacket and still the wind went right through me and the tripod shook and vibrated in the wind. So I found a little spot at the beginning of the promenade where a sign reads: “end”. I set the tripod against the wall of a brownstone that acted as a windbreak. But now I was in shadow and I could suddenly see my breath fog and blow away and it was way too windy to read through my manuscript for an upcoming reading/ screening at Frost. Believe me I tried and I almost ended up with the whole sheaf of papers blown out to sea. So I just stood there freezing as the camera slowly clicked away the half minutes. I tried to roll a cigarette to pass the time, but it ended in comic disaster.