This is a phenakistiscope. It was created by Kelly Coates.
When it is in motion, it looks like this:
I was walking on W 13th St today and right around 10th Ave I happened to see this enormous warehouse space with its doors chucked open. Inside this nameless place was… art. An awesome two floors of somebody’s work, busting at the seams with pop cultureness. I wandered around for a while, took a few pics, and vowed to return with everyone I know.
Today, I love New York.
If you were thinking of going to the Met anytime soon to see this painting…
…well, you can’t, because this weekend someone tripped into the painting and ripped it. This is my absolute most squirmiest museum fear. Apparently she was in an art class at the Met (she’s not anymore!), and apparently, it’s a six inch rip in the lower left hand corner that should be able to be repaired. The painting is $190 million, so I hope so. It’s hard to pony up that cash.
And now I love art again. I found this over at Environmental Graffiti, and it’s a sculpture from artists Tim Noble and Sue Webster.
Right about now, you should be like “But Gynomite, this isn’t that cool looking. It’s just more po-mo bullshit!”
Here’s what that same sculpture looks like in a dark room with a light shined on it in a specific way:
This piece is called He/She, and it’s part of a 10 year project of these two artists, which is all about creating shadow art from unexpected things. (And yes, these guys are both peeing.)
Come see more!
My college roommate Moe and I used to buy our art exclusively at thrift stores, and we found some amazing stuff. Yarn paintings, weirdly framed magazine pages, statues of cowgirls, you name it. The best thing we ever found was a framed picture of President Lyndon Johnson, which we of course bought immediately, and upon deciding that it was lame a few weeks later, we took the whole thing apart, looking for salvage. Behind the picture of the prez were two Sears Portrait Studio era pictures, each of a toddler that just didn’t…look…right. They were cute, but their eyes were a bit blank, their hair was manic looking, and their hands were dirty and clutched at weird toys. We were delighted and immediately hung up their pictures, and since Halloween was coming soon, then decorated them with fangs and dripping blood and other scary stuff. They were a huge hit.
Take that and times it by one million, and you might come close to what this guy has done. He buys thrift store paintings of landscapes and then adds Katamari. Yeah. Jump to take a look and find out how to buy one.
And now, a website that has been long overdue:
I work in a wonderfully afrocentric neighborhood in Brooklyn, and leading up to the election, the amount of bad artwork and clothing featuring our lovely president’s face reached a fever pitch.
I swear, I actually saw a shirt with Barack and Tupac standing side by side, but of course there’s no trace of it online. I did see a lot of this though:
And while it’s fun to make fun of really bad artwork, the fact that we have a president that inspires people to make really bad art and really bad t-shirts is really wonderful.
I found this website of people doing Secret Wall Tattoos in hotel rooms, and I’m kinda enamored with the idea. Basically, you take something from looking like this:
I read this story a while ago at Neatorama, but haven’t been able to stop thinking about it, so I decided to share. This woman at Cabinet of Wonders went on a family trip to Italy, and…. here, I’ll let her explain.
In Pisa my elder daughter became fascinated by all the people taking pictures of their friends holding up the leaning tower, or pushing it over – it is never easy to tell from the wrong angle. At times there were four or five people in a row all holding their hands up – which, when taken out of context, looked like some kind of mass-hallucination tai chi class.
She asked me for her camera and disappeared for a half hour, and then came back with these, which I think vie with many of the conceptual art pieces in the Whitney Museum. I found them hilarious and strangely compelling.
I found a bunch of Polish movie posters for American films that are amazing and often require explanation. There are a few after the jump, check the link for more!