Graffiti and Voodoo

I've been really bad at visiting museums here in New York, there are so many I should have been to. This weekend I finally felt inspired and went both to the New Museum and P.S.1.

P.S.1 was an amazing museum with so many interesting spaces. I wonder what the building used to be (I'll have to Google that). It is a part of MoMa, located in Queens, were they are showing changing contemporary shows. The main show which was up now was a curated group show called NeoHooDoo: art for a forgotten faith. It was a interesting show, though I can't say I care much for the name. The show was very much about cultural heritage and spirituality in contemporary American art (and by contemporary I mean the 70ties and 80ties, and by American I mean the whole of America including South and Latin America). My favorite piece in that show was Adrian Piper's photo series "Food for the Spirit". There was also a show by Norwegian artist Børre Sæthre, an installation by Olafur Eliasson and the amazing installation "Swimming Pool" by Leandro Erlich.

On the 7 line to the museum, I saw this amazing city block, entirely covered with graffiti, right across from P.S.1. I have no clue when it comes to aerosol art, but there were some really great pieces! The walls, the roof top and windows, everything painted. I later found out that it was an outside gallery devoted to graffiti art called 5pointz.

Happy Halloween Picture Special

She was sure that she was going to win the American apparel contest in her unitards."Dov Charney do love pussy"



Amy Winehouse at a party at Laurent's place





The 6 and 7 line at Fish bar.


Charlotte as the bureaucracy monster


We won a price as best group even though our costumes were horrible. I think it was because I know the bartender we got the price, and not for our skills. By they way, we were "Where the wild things are". I was the little boy with the crown.


A had a hard time, but he didn't give in.



Frank (Donnie Darko bunny man) outside Fish Bar.

Justify this

Thursday night I spent 40 dollar on cover to get in to a club! The second I was paying for the ticket I realized that I was drunk, otherwise I don't think I would have gone there. The DJ's were the French duo Justice who are on their Across The Universe DVD realese tour. It was so much fun, four hours of cramped, sweating dancing. At every take-off the floor at Webster hall was litteraly wobbling. I haven't been pushed around this much since I saw Iggy Pop at Orange stage.

Spotted...

...everybody's favorite bad boy, Chuck Bass, making eye contact with Norwegian exchange student on Bond street.

xo xo

Late night disco

On Friday night my bed collapsed. We were a Small group of people who wanted to get drunk, but since we're all kind of poor we didn't want to spend money on cover. So we went to my place, had drinks and listened to music. It ended up being a really fun dance party in my bed (my room is so small, there is really no space to dance on the floor). As most would have expected, at least in a sober state, the bed collapsed, and it was hilarious. It didn't spoil the party mood, the last persons left at 8:30.

The picture is taken only seconds after the incident.

Warning

If you go to the movies in the states now, it is likely that have to see this video (click on watch video on the national guard site).

It is ridicules!

Celebs

I haven't seen that many celebrities as expected since I came here. One reason is that I'm not that interested and won't recognize most of them if I saw them.

My best spotting so far was supermodel Agyness Deyn and her boyfriend, the guitarist from The Strokes, Albert Hammond outside Ray's Pizza around the corner from my apt. Yeah!

12 moments

Top left: In front of Statue of liberty. After party at Justins place. Close to Time Square. On the way to Fish bar in American Apparel hot pants. Fish Bar. Infront of Prada after dinner at Mercer Kitchen. Prince Street. Pose at Liberty island. Faces at Justins. 14th st and 3rd ave metro. 2am dinner at Veselka. ? .

From the top to the bottom

Me and Stina went to see Antony and the Johnsons at the legendary Apollo theater in Harlem. It was amazing. The venue is fantastic, a classic theater stage with mezzanines, balconies, a huge chandelier and everything an old theater should have. We were sitting on the upper mezzanine. The seating is so steep there, that you almost feel that you're going to fall down on the stage.

Antony entered the stage in a dress, which best can be described as a fantasy wedding gown. The lights on the stage were turned of, and they didn't come on until he had played three songs. His voice was fantastic. When he sang "Cripple and the starfish", I almost had tears in my eyes. He also sang Beyoncés "Crazy in Love"! It was crazy nice.

And what is more reasonable to do, after you have been listening to one of the worlds best voices than to explore the scene, were you probably can find the worst? I'm talking Karaoke. I'm not a karaoke person, I have only done it in Tokyo before, and there it is mandatory. After some drinks we got hooked in by a girl in Brooklyn to a karaoke bar. And after a considerable amount of Captain Morgan and coke and some tequila and free Jäger shoots, I was ready to share with the world, my version of "Paint it Black". We ended the night in a classy way, shouting fuck you at the girl who was deciding which songs to play, because she hadn't played more of the songs we wanted to sing. Then we ran of, in a dramatic manner, into the New York night.

To night we had dinner at 2am at Veselka. I love New York!