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First it was the Barbican exhibit of zebra finches playing guitars, and then the antique pistols that mechanical birds come out of and dan...

This beautiful piece of art showed up at our office this week: It is called Global English , by James Clar. In his words: This piece is a re...

I got a text message from my friend Marc yesterday morning, saying he was painting an upright piano downtown and that I should visit him. H...

I took the day off today, and set out for the MoMA bright and early for some much-needed inspiration. I didn't know what I would find, ...

When I see something covered over and over on different platforms and Twitter feeds, my typical reaction is to ignore it forever. This is wh...

Last night Ana and I checked out the Mr. Brainwash ICONS show in the Meatpacking District. I remember being drawn to it because of the hug...

As you may know by now, sometimes wildly awesome things that have been around for a long time fly completely over my head for months (someti...

I was fortunate enough to catch the final day of Audrey Kawasaki 's NY exhibit today with The Retrospective 's Gitamba, who was in N...

Almost all of the photography projects I'm ever involved with deal with time in some way. This, paired with my desire to visit Spiral Je...

I went to Chelsea today intending to visit one gallery, and ended up going to more than ten. It's a really, really good time to make the...

A few weeks ago, I watched Basquiat for the first time. I know that I'm, what, thirteen years behind on this one. But, well. It kind of...