All in Reviews
The first time you’re taken to a museum, you’re told “look with your eyes, not with your hands.” While this has undoubtedly saved several priceless works from the destructive combination of hyperactive children and gravity, something is inevitably lost in that distance between the art and the audience. As a medium, photography itself can be particularly susceptible to this problem; the image becomes smooth and glossy, flattened into something to be named and defined by the eye behind the camera.
Stepping into Yossi Milo Gallery, enormous prints hang, drawing eyes into colorful imagery in a minimalist setting of white walls and black floors.
John Chiara’s Pike Slip to Sugar Hill showcases iconic imagery of New York City: fire escapes, apartment windows, skyscrapers; without relying on iconic buildings in the city. This technique presents an anonymous and filtered view of the city life that has become recognizable and familiar in a day to day basis.
Hard to believe that the phenomenon which was Studio 54 lasted less than three years and
happened over 40 years ago. Why is it’s impact so outsized? Here is its story.
Trauma is a permanent scar passed down through generations. A parent’s fall into alcoholism brews the backstory of the endless HURRAH fueling the tour bus after parties, bringing it back to the hotel room, waking a hangover, pop a pill, hop back on the road, bearing your soul for thousands of strangers, and the psychological spin of a whirlpool churning for the next round like a favorite song on repeat.