Going shopping in your closet: it is a thing. I have not had to buy a gift for anyone since the beginning of Covid life since I keep finding new shit I forgot I owned hiding inside bags in my closet. Just being serious.
Case in point: I was looking for something to re-gift for a friend’s upcoming Birthday when I discovered these awesome Flying Pig String Lights hiding at the bottom of a bag of old tights, of all places. I have a vague memory of receiving them from my sister for Christmas several years ago, and I can guess that the only reason they were not put up in the Chickpad immediately is that I already had a set of Pig String Lights (recently retired to storage) hanging over the exact book shelf where these now reside.
Born in the United States, Isamu Noguchi (1904 – 1988) lived in Japan until he was 13 years old, and was deeply affected by Japanese art and culture. In 1930, the artist returned to Japan to study its sculptural traditions and ceramics
Miss Expanding Universe (1932) was the first sculpture Noguchi made upon his return to the United States in 1932. In this work, he combined machine-age streamlining with characteristics of ancient Japanese funerary sculpture (haniwa).
Later that same year, the artist transformed this flowing form into a sacklike costume for the pioneering dancer and choreographer Ruth Page and her ballet, Expanding Universe.
I’m not sure of the exact location of this painting of a giant Yellow Prancing Cat with Wings and a huge Cheshire Cat-like Grin, but it is visible from the High Line Park, somewhere between 30th and 20th Streets.
Here it is with slightly more perspective, if that helps.
Update 1/16/18: I just discovered that the artist is Joseph Ford! Thanks, Internet!
This mesmerizing kinetic art sculpture by Italian Artist Walter Rossi can be observed from the first floor front window of the Agora Gallery, located at 530 West 25th Street in the Chelsea Gallery District.
Since 2000, Rossi has been working in kinetic art. He animates action toys and other found items by using a magnetic motor. The results are like theatrical presentations; often very funny and profound at the same time. I could watch them fly around all day long!
On Sunday, May 17th I attended the first annual Great Big Bacon Picnic, held out at the old Pfizer building in Williamsburg, where I ate Bacon until I wished to seen no more Bacon. It was a crazy fun time! My full report of the event complete with tons of pictures, is up now at Skulls and Bacon. Please check it out and feel free to re-post and tweet the link to all of your Bacon Loving Friends!