Curator and photographer Gaby Ron was born and raised in Tel Aviv in 1982. Having recently graduated from Creative Practice for Narrative Environments MA from Central Saint Martins in London, her work with partner Sari Golan Sarig (below right) is focused on ‘Art Residencies in Areas of Conflict’. Her new venture, a ‘Pelia’, (which means a female form of active, activist; active member, or enthusiastic) is a non-profit organization based in Tel Aviv-Jaffa offering an innovative approach to the production and exhibition of art. Peila’s agenda is based on interaction with the local communities and other non-profits in Tel Aviv and Jaffa along with similar organizations around the world. Peila operates, side-by-side, a residency program allowing cultural operators (artists, curators, designers etc) both local and from around the world, to relate to the fascinating and controversial Israeli reality from a first hand experience. “Art as a means of communication” physically involves communities in hands-on experiences of art and culture making and art exhibiting. Best of all, it’s new workspace is in the heart of the Jaffa flea market. Shalom!
If these were my clients (one of them is)…..
Coco Sumner in Alexander Wang. Her early 90′s vibe is pure Sting.
By Antonina Jedrzejczak for Vogue.com
Uli Weber is tall, charismatic, and equipped with the type of disarming, infectious smile that makes working a room look enviably effortless. Last Thursday that (big) room happened to be the Ten43 Gallery on New York’s Upper East Side, where the German-born photographer’s show “Uli Weber: Portraits” opened to a crowd of longtime admirers and newly acquainted Weber aficionados at a reception cohosted by Vogue Photography Director Ivan Shaw. Drawn predominantly from Weber’s recently released book of the same name (published by Skira), the gallery survey spans 20 years of a swashbuckling international career.
In anticipation of the Oscars, I am reminiscing about highlights from my recent trip to Los Angeles. #1 on my list: the Edward Kienholz exhibit at LACMA seen with designer Juan Carlos Obando. A searing indictment of race relations, its blunt violence and grotesque shock is at the heart of LA culture. But it wasn’t a gloom and doom trip, we were on vacation after all. #2 is the Norton Simon Museum in Pasadena, an oasis of calm and beauty. The LA art scene is fascinating and raw, just like its people. I feel different on the west coast. Less guarded and ambitious–more open to kink, experimentation, kitsch and The Flow.
Fetish and sushi compete for customers on every block.
Combining references to natural order, decay and the temporality of built environment, fascinating multi-media artist Glynnis McDaris cultivates a poignant discourse on time and meaning, nature and creation — and the relevance of what remains with the lapsing of time.
This Thursday, March 1st, Glynnis will present her solo exhibition of new photographs, video and sculptural work In time and with water on Ludlow Street at the uber-hip Blackston Gallery 6-8pm, don’t miss it.
Filmmaker Elizabeth Chai Vassarhelyi’s sensitive and moving documentary on Senegalese musical artist and hero Youssou N’Dour I Bring What I Love enlightened my Friday night and turned me on to Africa’s inspired mastery of print, color and rhythm. A beautiful mediation on faith, Islam and music, the history of Africa as illustrated by Elizabeth is mesmerizing and eye-opening. Vitality in my dress, my speech, my actions–compassion is chic, ladies. Duro Olowu leads the way with his extraordinary vibrancy and hip global cool. Note to Suno–bring back the prints!
Madonna’s performance at last night’s Superbowl reminded me of off-the-hook evenings kickin’ it around Futura 2000′s painting studio on Broome street back in ’89. I had just moved to NYC upon graduation from B.U. and was working as a retail editor at ELLE magazine. My roomie that last year in Boston was beautiful and exotic Elayne Hearns, a close friend of Futura, his French wife CC, Madonna, Fab 5 Freddie and Keith Harring. She would come home after a weekend in the city loaded with Polaroids, detailing her extraordinary escapades through Shiseido matte garnet lips which never smeared or faded. Not in my wildest dreams would I have guessed that in less that one year, I would be passing all my evening hours at Futura’s studio stopping by on my way home from work just as the fun was heating up. Through a stroke of good fortune, his studio sat directly across the street from the apartment I scored at 366 Broome Street, a cool, low-rent ‘hood on the edge of the Bowery. His wife CC and I became fast friends and I pulled her into ELLE to style fashion shows with me. Soon we were inseparable and my life was forever changed, expanding and exploding through the graffiti art movement born in the 80′s.
Cherry red against bright white was fashion speed. Graphic and sporty summed up the mood for those who romanticized the trains.
Hip Hop Royalty, Keith Harring gave great parties in his huge downtown loft.