thursday was fffreeezing, brisk brick cold, but it didn't stop me from going to the opening of the marc newson show at the gagosian gallery. right after i took the picture above, a security guard informed me that taking pictures was not allowed. my bad.
i think often creativity is about making something out of nothing, seeing potential, visualizing something that isn't there. and so it goes, that a slab of marble becomes a honeycombed bookshelf, or a sensuously curved chair. beautiful objects - made from a single seamless piece - be it marble or nickel. check out marc newson, seriously!
of course it was crazy crowded and so we could only quickly glance at everything before hurrying around the corner into the half king, where we were warmed by pints of ale and extremely delicious and hearty mac & cheese. thanks, sebastian junger!
next we intended to go to the prophecy magazine party at the box, but as the cab pulled up we saw a line outside and had to tell the driver to keep driving. it was too cold to wait in a line!
so we went around the corner to the graphic havoc party at i heart. cheeseburger was playing, but all the beer was gone, so we went to see friends and evil dee at rewind. a little whiskey to warm up, a little hip-hop to defrost. then to 151 where the graphic havoc boys eventually showed up, the music was loud, the conversation was great and the bartenders were hot.
there's more, but that's about all i can manage for now....
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