Lunch with Andy Warhol. Some thirteen years later, after the Fair, I was invited to join a half-a-dozen hip, arty, New York types for a midday meal with Andy Warhol. I pride myself on a surefire, rock hard memory. My mind's eye never lets me down.
Marisol dug beneath the surface to engage with ideas that were political. Ignoring the vagaries of the art scene, Marisol explored her own vision and imagery undeterred by the knowledge that her direction was not always in tune with the prevailing sensibilities.
Why else endure thousands of hours developing skills unless truly dedicated to the life those skills ultimately require? For a fine artist it is impossible to rest, or feel fulfilled, in any other way.
Does religion exist at all in today's art world? Yes, but most often as documentary or anthropological art about religion. It's also been said that contemporary art viewing experiences are similar to traditional religious experiences.
Wake up with a fresh juice at Superfood Bar. I alternate between coconut water, green juice, and the tropical smoothie -- and walk around Audubon Park to see birds, wildlife, and Uptown mommies parading in their Lululemon finest.
Over the weekend, I was helping a friend sort through decades -- actually almost half a century -- belongings of a woman named Doris. I never met Doris. But I learned a lot about her life and personality by spending hours in her $130 a month rent controlled fourth floor walk-up.
Now I conjure my eight-year-old self to help me remember what he saw so that I can make it for him: Imagination in return for the skills to render his vision. I call it stealing candy from my inner child.
This contemporary and vibrant city stays in motion, from the potent coffees of Little Havana to world-class pop art in Wynwood to daring interior design at nearly every turn. You won't find Don Johnson or your nana's retirement village here.
In 1949, a young, ambitious, working-class artist named Andrew Warhola left Pittsburgh for the Big Apple with $50 in his pocket, determined to become in a short while the most successful illustrator in New York City.
The retrospective exhibition Sister Corita: Let The Sun Shine In at Circle Culture Gallery in Berlin (Germany) documents Corita's practice during over 30 years which she spent in Los Angeles, where she produced a variety of serigraph or screen-printed images.
While some works invite you to step up and take a closer look, the thrill of the space between, Warren Rosser's current exhibition at Sherry Leedy Contemporary Art in Kansas City, is standing back and allowing the eye to absorb it in full.
The staring dog, his beloved passed-on pet, whom he painted into one of his Cajun Bayou scenes to explosive popularity, is part of sixteen other museum and permanent collections, and currently four feature collections.