You’d never know it, but Bill Paxton is becoming quite the nerd hero. He’s producing a graphic novel, Seven Holes for Air, which he hopes to have picked up by a studio so he can direct it. At Comic-Con this year, Tom Cruise pulled him up on stage during a panel for his new Read More
The Transom wasn’t even through the door of Bust’s 20th anniversary birthday bash at the Bell House in Brooklyn last Thursday when we spotted our first attendee in a retro ModCloth purchase. It was a preview of things to come. Read More
World-renowned concert pianist and painter Chau-Giang Thi Nguyen, known to her friends as Coco, spent last Wednesday morning running around her gigantic two-floor apartment in Soho preparing for an “artist showing” that was to be held in her honor that evening at the BoConcept store on Greene Street. There, the walls were being covered with the Vietnamese-born artist’s paintings: bright splashy watercolors, some of which had already been bought by the litany of notable New York names that make up the 37-year-old’s inner social circle.
“I’m having all my friends wear traditional Vietnamese dresses made by my friend Duc Hung,” Coco told the Transom, motioning to her own walls, where the exotic gowns hung like art. Mr. Hung himself sat quietly nearby, an old friend from the Hanoi School of Music and Fine Arts, where Coco studied from age 8. (It was still the morning, so Coco was in daytime Missoni.)
“We’re collaborating on an underwater opera as well,” she said, while Mr. Hung smiled bashfully. This type of collaboration is not unusual for Coco, who runs her home like a cultural salon for all types of creatives, from gallery owners and tech entrepreneurs to celebrities and artists. Read More
Michael Pollan’s new book, Cooked, has just been published, and to celebrate, the rangy, brilliant food writer hosted 100 friends at the Morgan Lehmann Gallery underneath the High Line on West 22nd Street. Why there? So that his guests could be surrounded by the stunning paintings of Judith Belzer—his wife—whose electrifying depictions of Read More
On a recent warm, sunny morning, Linda Pagan was in full Kentucky Derby mode weeks ahead of the race, shuffling hurriedly about The Hat Shop, the charming Soho boutique she has owned and operated for nearly 20 years.
Every April for the past decade or so, Ms. Pagan has seen hat sales skyrocket in the Read More
David Berman arrived 20 minutes late for his talk at the Macaulay Honors College on Monday night. Which was fine and fashionable, but you half-expected him not to show up at all. Mr. Berman, the Nashville-based poet and musician, is very reclusive and rarely makes public appearances.
In 2009, he broke up his indie rock Read More
It’s kind of wonderful that Nick Cave’s art—like the work of Dr. Seuss and Maurice Sendak—is so accessible to children and adults alike. And it’s the reason, one might imagine, why Mr. Cave was chosen to present his wild and whimsical work in Grand Central Terminal as part of the building’s centennial celebration.
Mr. Cave’s Read More
Walking down Court Street toward P.J. Hanley’s on a recent Sunday evening, the Transom could hear the sad, sustained tones of bagpipes emanating from the famed Irish pub. It was Saint Patrick’s Day, but reasons for reveling were few, as P.J. Hanley’s, Brooklyn’s oldest bar, would be shutting its doors for good this evening—sort of. Read More
We never thought we’d find ourselves in the same room with Snooki, Honey Boo Boo’s mother, Anderson Cooper and Madonna, but there we were on Saturday night at the 24th annual GLAAD Media Awards, which attracted a colorful bunch of people to the Marriot Marquis Hotel in Times Square.
It was all in line with Read More
It was an unusually rhinestone-spangled crew that the Transom encountered on Friday night at Pier 60 in Chelsea. Competitors from across the country had gathered for the Manhattan Amateur Classic, an annual ballroom dancing competition.
The system by which the dancers were divided was mystifying to an outsider, and the ages of the crowd varied widely, from stylishly attired seniors to college students decked out in jackets proclaiming their affiliation. (We spotted both Harvard and NYU.) Beyond the dancing couples, through enormous glass windows, you could see the lights of lower Manhattan and New Jersey twinkling. Read More