NO MORE I LOVE EWES
Hello Darling, It's Me, Your Weekly Revelations.
YOUR MOTHER WAS A TERRIBLY ATTRACTIVE WOMAN
Does Wes Anderson ever go out of style? Certainly not this year. Fashion week—ripe with Margots and Richies—cosmically aligned with the auteur cleaning up at The Oscars. Perhaps it has to do with the somewhat odd resurgence of fur, or maybe centered cinematography and family dysfunction age like a McDonalds burger.
PAID IN FULL
Sarah Meyohas’ got 99 problems but a BitchCoin ain’t one. The contemporary artist has just created her own digital currency which allows you to invest in her artwork for a fixed rate of 1 BitchCoin to every 25 square inches of her artwork. Meyohas’ photos are on display at Where Gallery in Brooklyn, New York. We suggest you visit your cryptocurrency exchange if you are interested in getting a little more BitchCoin for your buck.
OVERDOSE OF SATISFACTION
If you have Snapchat, have watched London Fashion Week, haven't been interminably distracted by Llamas on the Loose, and don’t live under a rock, then you saw the euphoric girl dancing around in a black abstract dress at the Giles Deacon show. That girl is Anna Cleveland, a new fashion It Girl, and the 24-year-old daughter of the Salvador Dalí-muse and Halston House model Pat Cleveland.
COCAINE IS A HELL OF A DRUG
Turns out you really can make your cake and snort it too. Erick, a music producer and apparent coke addict, has turned his habit into art via his site, artwithcocaine.com. In his artist statement he sagely informs us that “Cocaine itself is not the devil.” His photos of pristinely drawn cocaine figures have taken the Internet by storm, and he has given anyone the right to use his photos, provided they link to his site. Those looking for an original however, may find copyright infringement the least of their legal woes.
LET’S JUST LEAVE ALL THIS BEHIND
Once upon a time coffee shops were filled with books and bohemians instead of Kindles and hipsters. Alexis Arnold’s crystallized books are an elegant spin on this time of yore. The neglected paperbacks are transformed into evocative sculptures, currently on view at Esther Klein Gallery in Philadelphia until March 20th. BYO beards and fixies.
NO MORE I LOVE MOM
A Canadian university student recently developed a $6 cream to remove all your mistakes. Or at least the mistakes that are etched permanently on your skin. 27-year-old Alec Falkenham’s topical cream helps the tattoos to fade away faster than your hangover, and only a little slower than your lingering sense of shame. It might make getting bae’s name plastered to your body a little less meaningful, but gee Mom will be happy.
HONEY, I’M HOME
We all make sacrifices for our art, and we love to see others make them too—cue Blake Little's nude subjects coated in gallons of honey, and photographed to make the figures appear frozen in time. Ironic that the real artists here [bees] may not be with us for much longer. Little’s exhibition “Preservation,” will be on display at Kopeikin Gallery in Los Angeles from March 7 to April 18, 2015.
LET THE RUSTLING OF THE LEAVES FILL YOUR EARS
Picture yourself in a Brazilian rainforest. Actually, let's skip the mosquitos and let artist Daniel Steegmann Mangrané take us there with his latest installation Phantom, in which viewers try on virtual reality goggles and explore the laser-mapped landscape of Mata Atlântica. Phantom is part of New Museum’s Triennial Exhibition: Surround Audience, through May 24, 2015.
IF YOU’LL HAVE ME
Some eyebrows were lifted when Raf Simons was appointed as creative director of Dior. Those doubters can now take an intimate peek into the designer’s creative process as he took charge of his debut Haute Couture collection in 2012. The glamorous machinations were captured by the documentary lens in “Dior and I”. The film will be in U.S. theatres April 10, but in the meantime we will be drooling over the recently released trailer.
7 Terabytes of footage, 1 fashion photographer, + the art world’s favorite subject equals an Andy Warhol documentary worth watching. The artist’s great-niece, Abby Warhola, along with her filmmaker partner Jesse Best, are turning eight years of interviews with Warhol, his brother, and numerous other family members into an intimate film. At least, they hope they are. To protect the integrity of the project and maintain creative freedom, Warhola and Best have launched a Kickstarter campaign with incentives for donating that include dinner at Warhol’s childhood home. Rumours of a starter of Campbells Soup persist.
YOU SAID I WAS THE MOST EXOTIC FLOWER
Give me the credit, won't you? David Cronenberg’s Maps to the Stars, which premieres this evening, is a raw portrayal of a Hollywood family striving to be recognized as successful actors. The film follows Robert Pattinson, Julianne Moore and Mia Wasikowska through the streets of an uncannily familiar Los Angeles.
BITCH I MIGHT BE
Nothing says sexy like a bitter, gorey, art novella ripe with characters that are thinly veiled versions of net art it-girls. Ex-art dealer, Elda Oreto self-published The Secret Lodge, in which “Alice,” the owner of a failing Berlin gallery decides to murder rival gallerists and artists who spurned her gallery (one of whom is a stand-in for Petra Cortright). Is the book purely fictional (as Oreto claims), a revenge fantasy, or, as Tiril Hasselknippe fears, will she and Cortright end up dead at the hands of their ex-gallerist? Wasn't this the plot of Basic Instinct? Buy on Amazon for $20.62.
Curated by Elaina Ransford and Addison Richley