After an exhausting day of walking and looking, ready to return to the other side of Brooklyn without much inspiration, I trundled over to one more building appropriated for art for this occasion, where I saw a new installation by Pia Coronel and G. Romero called "Palaces."
Over the past few weeks, renowned British street artist Banksy has taken New York City by storm, leaving a trail of spray paint in his wake. But graffiti is nothing new here: The city has long acted as a blank canvas to artists.
There's nothing like a relaxing afternoon spent basking in the glory of world-famous paintings and sculptures -- not to mention picking up a keepsake in the museum shop. Here, our favorite collections of art, and suggestions for must-see masterpieces and gift-shop grabs.
Live entertainment and sports are important economic engines in New York thanks largely to the support of loyal fans. The least that state law -- and the performers themselves -- can do is make sure that these fans are treated fairly.
The beauty of The Weir, an intimate, haunting drama, expertly staged at the Irish Repertory Theatre, delves deep into the ties that bind, both emotional and supernatural. This revival is funny and heartbreaking. Don't miss it.
Newsies on Broadway is an absolute joy to see. The music and choreography help make it a modern classic, but what stands out most is the immaculate set that caters to and escorts in a New York unseen since the turn of the 20th century.
Kinky Boots is loud, mundane and best suited for suburbanites who consider drag risqué. It's another movie turned Broadway musical, sans the great score and story. Bullet Catch, however, featuring the multitalented Rob Drummond, is a clever show.
if anyone other than the New York Neo-Futurists presented a show called Rape, Rape, Rape, AIDS, AIDS, AIDS, Genocide, Genocide, Cats, I would have avoided it like the plague. But here are 10 reasons to see them. Ready? Curtain!
Along with the more expected fresh things that crop up come spring, like flowers and fashion, we're anticipating a number of happy returns on the cultural landscape. From the small screen to the printed page, here is our roundup.
Just as Mike Kelley seemed to have finally broken through, Deodorized Central Mass with Satellites did not sell. Glimpsed by only the special world willing to pay attention, it went back into a box, and remained in the Jablonka Gallery in Cologne, unseen for many years to come.
If you happened to walk down a quiet Soho street in the last several weeks, you may have noticed what seemed to be a pop-up record store with an electric red sign proclaiming "We Buy White Albums." Inside is a very special world.
The 100-year anniversary of the 1913 New York Armory Show on February 17th brings new light to the history of modern art in this country and to the creation of MoMA. The exhibition's goal was to bring before the public art "usually neglected by current shows."
Most already know of Gupta, the painter turned sculpturer. He is a household name among contemporary fans and collectors. Gupta's material, in the 2007 "Spill," for example, take the common-man's tin dishware and make it not only glamourous but tarnished.
If four concerned citizens of a small town can transform a building into an outdoor art gallery while the area waits for development, what can be done with the countless buildings across the United States that sit waiting for a second life?
Novelist John Reed, the 43-year-old son of renowned New York City artists David Reed and Judy Rifka, grew up among tall ceilings and long windows in the spacious lofts of 1970s TriBeCa, then a shabby bohemia burning with creativity.
Iwan Baan has pursued the story of human survival in the wake of natural disaster for years. On Monday October 29, 2012, with storm warnings brewing on the news, Baan boarded an overnight plane from Europe to New York City.
A naked woman escorts ticket-holders in a van to an unknown destination, a soundtrack splices horror film with punk rock, and shadowy figures grab, gently guide and then abandon. These are hallmarks of The Shining, a gritty dance installation by choreographer Yvonne Meier.
From his Jean Valjean role in Les Miserables and his generous on-the-spot performances at various celebrations, including a lunch hosted by Ron Meyer, Hugh Jackman is truly a songman you want to have around.
"Maybe subliminal is the way to sneak it in. In the whole mixture of things, the best way to get the message across is through art. In my deepest intuition, I know art is the way to get it done," says Samantha Shane, co-founder of A Red Lipped Rebellion.
My Name Is Asher Lev illuminates the struggle between religion and art, community and the individual, and a closed society and the wide world. It presents a string of theatrical veterans at their best and a seriously talented young artist, Ari Brand.