Last Sunday we attended an opening that required bathing suits, sunglasses and a heavy dose of SPF 15 almost exclusively. I suppose we should mention we were on the beach and no not the Venice boardwalk variety of hippie beach side art openings. We were in San Diego,...
Last weekend we found ourselves in San Francisco, trading in the ungodly heat of an LA summer for Carl (the fog) and 50 degrees. On Saturday night we were tipped off by friends about a must see art opening at the soon to close Flax Art Store - the likes of which was...
Saturday night we found ourselves in Chinatown for the opening of Mind Your Mannerisms at Jai & Jai, a gallery tucked discretely along Spring Street north of Cesar Chavez. Highly regarded in Los Angeles’ architectural community, Jai & Jai is known for staging...
The dust stirs and rises quickly from its surrounding detritus, particles colliding wildly, glistening in the hard glare of a halogen spotlight. They drift through a crumpled vent and settle atop a pair of white antlers. Dirt sparkles beautifully when it’s...
I searched the car frantically for her that day; swinging open each door, squeezing my hand in between the seats in case she had slid through like a stray quarter. Rational judgment doesn’t apply when you’ve lost your mother. We had driven into the city together, she...
It was pure crickets at last night's Night Comedy XVI. And we mean literal crickets that would not shut up throughout the entire evening creating the best possible irony for a six-person stand-up show. To be honest, this was our first time attending Night Gallery's...
On Sunday we spent the later part of our afternoon trekking to the deep valley for tea. No, not the pinkies-up, triangle-sandwiches-type of tea. Instead we attended Tea Ceremony, a performance organized for Current:LA Water Public Art Biennial by Lauren W. Deutsch and...
Group shows are often wonderful for ensuring that a shit-ton of people show up to a gallery opening. Pair a group show with a food related topic and you’re pretty much guaranteed to see half the city. At least that's what it felt like at Thursday night’s “Please Have...
10:53 p.m. Hollywood Boulevard on a feverish Friday night.I cannot remember the last time I was out in Hollywood at this hour. Hell, it has been a while since I have even been awake at this hour. After falling into an aggressive state of PMS, I have been feeling too...
Last Wednesday evening we entered a mystical alternate reality better known as a Hammer Museum courtyard performance by WIFE with Dorian Wood and Hecuba called "Enter The Cave." Created by three Los Angeles-based dancers, Jasmine Albuquerque, Kristen Leahy and Nina...
It’s hard to recall the last time we walked into a gallery not located in someone’s college apartment that smelled so strongly of weed. That is precisely when we remembered that we weren’t at just any gallery. We were at Dem Passwords. A particularly unique gallery...
Giant 39-foot rabbits ascended on Los Angeles this last weekend, taking up space in three lackluster Arts Brooksfield public spaces in downtown LA. Despite the excitement in imagining a quasi Godzilla-like rabbit roaming our city streets we regret to inform you that...
The perfect day had been planned: visit the Getty Center in the afternoon to catch the Mapplethorpe show, then stay for the Chris Burden documentary, Burden, with a picnic sandwiched in between.Viewing the velvety Mapplethorpes became this rich and poignant...
Last Tuesday night we stood in front of the Orpheum Theatre quickly eating a slice of Two Boots pizza watching Keanu Reeves talk on the phone while he smiled and ate an apple. You’d think that would have been enough excitement for the evening but the main event that...
Last weekend we threw on our LA Sunday best and attended the opening of COLA 2016 at the Los Angeles Municipal Art Gallery. If you’ve never been that’s probably because you didn’t realize there was a gallery (a good one at that) tucked away in the mini man-made forest...
A buck naked Michelan Man, radioactive chicken heads, a dinosaur dog and a blob of liquid fat attacking a gallery full of art hung on yellow, pink AND green walls. Sound like a really intense acid trip? Nope. Just a party at Daniel Rolnik Gallery. This Saturday night...
Showing up to gallery openings in Culver City promptly at 6 p.m. looks a lot like stumbling on the early bird special at your local Denny’s. It’s a quiet scene mostly made up of graying hair and Keds for comfort. This is the OG La Cienega crowd and they’re probably...
More often than not we attend gallery openings all over LA with our friends and colleagues that work within the art industry. They’re comfortable with the scene, know what to expect, and digest the art through an agreeable lens, fundamentally understanding the work if...
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