“I know Warhol is a great artist,” John Currin has said, “but I don’t like him. It’s the kind of art that advertises that he knows the doorman at the club.”
John Currin has also said, of his career, “It’s not a quest for money.”
Mr. Currin’s work is back at the Andrea Read More
At the Marc Jacobs spring 2008 runway show last fall, painter John Currin spoke to Times fashionista Cathy Horyn about the designer’s collection: “So often when sex is done in fashion, it’s what is hard, interchangeable and jaded. This seemed very romantic,” Mr. Currin said at the time.
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On Jan. 31, Janet Robinson, chief executive of the New York Times Company, opened an earnings conference call by addressing the bad news first: a $648 million loss in the fourth quarter of 2006.
The Times Company wrote down the value of its New Read More
Back in Black Helmut Lang, everyone’s favorite Viennese clothing designer, has kept a fairly low profile in the year past, presumably regrouping in the shadow of his falling-out with Prada.
But Mr. Lang’s minimalist face showed up at Lehmann Maupin Gallery on Friday the 13th to toast his friend Juergen Teller, the fashion-slash-art photographer.
The good thing about the notoriety and success of John Currin, predicts a painter friend, is that it’ll spark a renewed interest among younger artists in the Old Masters and traditional art-making skills-like drawing from the figure. That’s better than the umpteenth variation on Mona-with-a-mustache, I guess- how much better, only time will tell. There Read More
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The good thing about the notoriety and success of John Currin, predicts a painter friend, is that it’ll spark a renewed interest among younger artists in the Old Masters and traditional art-making skills-like drawing from the figure. That’s better than the umpteenth variation on Mona-with-a-mustache, I guess- how Read More
Imagine if the Whitney Museum of American Art, instead of devoting its resources and space to John Currin, had mounted a retrospective of Trevor Winkfield, a veteran New York painter by way of the U.K. It’s a stretch, I’ll admit: Mr. Winkfield’s work is devoid of the easy nihilism deemed by many to be the Read More
Sculptor-muse-bon vivant; transparent mini-skirts; Mrs. John Currin says, “His love is on the wall for me.”
Four years ago, Rachel Feinstein was working as a receptionist at the Marianne Boesky gallery, but “certain times of the day would slow down and these hallucinations would come to me,” said the former Bar Six barmaid. She began Read More
Stick around the gallery scene long enough and certain figures become ubiquitous. So ubiquitous, in fact, that visiting their most recent exhibition is less a matter of necessity than of duty and grudging duty, at that. This outlook borders on the cynically apathetic and can ultimately lead to the most pickled of perspectives. But in Read More