This past weekend we spent a tranquil time on Big Fresh Pond in Southampton with “Les Chopra’s”. The setting was much different than you would imagine in the Hamptons in August - on the pond, not a soul around - snapping turtles, lily pads and salt free pond water directly out your door. The weekend was filled with Friends, BBQ’s, polo horses, and crickets (and Papoose) chirping through the night.
Last Weekend we packed up the Mini and headed over the George Washington Bridge, up the Palisades Parkway and into a land of small mountains called Up-State NY. The weather was challenging on Friday night with rain storms and very low visibility but the Mini endured and Miles slept away in the back seat -while Mama and Papa debated over what road to take, as many roads where closed due to the Hudson River flooding. When we arrived at the Kaaterskill in Greene County we were pleasentlay surprised. The family hotel was extermely charming and the view was tremedous. The lights and the sunsets with all of the rain clouds made for a unique sunset! After a great dinner in Hudson at DA|BA we headed back to our barn cabin and hit the hay (pun intended) - The next day we got up early with the crack of the rooster. After some good ole diner food we met up with Barbara our real estate agent and she took us on a 4 hour tour of the area. We looked at a number of houses. Nothing that made us pull out the checkbook…. “Are we countryside people?” - kept floating through our brains - or are we beach people? I think we know the answer to that but you never know?? Really like Woodstock and the mountains where green and vast but at the end of the day we were pooped and so we headed to the The Red Onion for dinner and soon we we sleeping away the mountain air. Rise and shine roosters don’t wait for no one and mosquitoes don’t care if you are sleeping or not - The largest pancakes in the world in Catskill (Hudson Junior) at Belles got me thinking of aother nap but after five cups of tea we were off to the races. Over the Hudson into Columbia County and down to the Dia Beacon via the backroads was a challenge but the Mini stayed strong and Papa keep the family focused as we spent the day exploring the land the call UpState NY
Pit Stop Brooklyn August 08, originally uploaded by Jon Cronin.Yesterday, Sunday August 3rd was one of the most beautiful days in the history of August in New York. The temperature was perfect -low 80’s- with almost no humidity. I spent the day in Central Park with Amelie and Miles and then we headed to Pit Stop to meet Bethany and Daniel. who where visiting from London for the week. Happy Birthday to Bethany on her 30th birthday! Click here to see some more photos of this amazing day! …. or if you just want to see some photos of Miles!
What an amazing trip to Il De Re! There are lots of great photos here!
Enjoy!
Good Friend and Urbis Founder Steve Spurgat is featured on the homepage of Esquire Magazine. He is the second image in the slide show.
http://www.esquire.com/
Cliff Evans – Empyrean
June 14th - July 26th, 2008
Luxe Gallery
53 Stanton street
New York, NY 10002
Opening Reception: Saturday June 14th, 2008. 7- 9pm.
“[T]he machine has passed into the heart of desire, that is, human activity constitutes nothing more than “residual work” or the machine’s psychic “imprint” on the individual’s imaginary world.” - Felix Guattari
For this exhibition, Evans presents two digital image-montage animations. Narratives, loops, and crescendos play across the landscape of a strangely frozen now. With the assumed position of a complicit virtual navigator, Evans traverses scenes of familiar power struggles, guiding the viewer through conflated contemporary and historical events and environments. Evans constructs these closed and flattened environments from found online images.
Traces of their own absence, these images are, again, sliced in time from their context, their lives, and re-appropriated to reform a world - view. Unsure of where to integrate his position, Evans repeats the scenes; just as the animated image - objects continue their dance – becoming machinic perceptions of a complicated sublimity.
Empyrean,
5 -Channel HD video projection. 6:30 loop. 3600 x 1280px.Form: Altar Piece and Billboard and MSNBC.
In the middle of some war-torn country, Brangelina rides a camel through the eye of the camera,
presenting gifts of the ob-scene, totem, and petrified to the “excluded.” The event is staged for the opening of Empyrean. Empyrean is a wellness retreat built upon the happily resting bones of the dispossessed.
The Dead Father and his Dother: Snake/Revival
2-Channel HD video object. 4:15 loop. 1600 x 1280px.
Form: Broad Sheet and Book and Screens in an Airport. The apocalypse is imagined as a portrait of a father crying for his dead father, laying bare the instance of power transfer manifest in weakness. The established sovereign is imagined through a “talkinghead” that stereotypes and conflates the father, the politician, the evangelist, the news anchor; (the speakers of law); and repeats them, telling tales of destruction and spectacle.
Cliff Evans was born on a commune in Darkwood, NSW, Australia in 1977. At the age of three he and his family moved to a peach orchard in East Texas. Evans graduated from the School of the Museum of Fine Arts , Boston in 2002, returning a year later for the school’s competitive Fifth Year program. He currently lives and works in Brooklyn, NY, and is part-time visiting faculty at the School of the Museum of Fine Arts .
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Our good friends Amber and Elan from ARP out in LA just sent us this!
Check out ARP jamming in the studio with MOBY!
See link to video..
http://www.elansound.com
Martial Vivot Salon - Summer 08, originally uploaded by Jon Cronin.Martial Vivot is the city’s top men’s hair stylist and barber. He is also one of the city’s top punk rock drummers. His salon is opening directly across from the the MOMA in New York City the summer and if you can get an appointment the strait blade shave is from another time -but- with a modern edge (pun intended). Congratulations Martial and I look forward to the grand opening!
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“Vivot might just give the most perfect Men’s haircut in the city.” DAILY NEWS
Well the last week has been terrific! Miles is a very good boy! - except when he is hungry! boy can he get angry if mommy doesn’t give him a breast right away! For all of you following along at home there are more photos behind this one. Just click on this photo and enjoy!
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Miles Chabannes Cronin, originally uploaded by Jon Cronin.Born Cinco De Mayo, 2008 at 8 pounds 8 oz, 22 inches long, Miles Chabannes Cronin delighted his proud parents Amelie Chabannes and Jon Cronin at Roosevelt Hospital in New York City. For more photos of Miles go to Jon Cronin Live!
]]>Lisa Roy Sachs
“Onley”
LUXE Gallery 53 Stanton St New York , NY www.luxegallery.net
May 2nd - June 13th, 2008
Opening reception May 2nd, 2008, 7-9pm
In this exhibition entitled, “Olney”, Lisa Roy Sachs takes her camera and peers into the suburbs, cracking its supposed veneer with an unanticipated care. Roy Sachs does not present the blatant, dark and foreboding critique, but knowingly takes us by the hand, leading us past the white picket fence into a beauty trapped within reality, instead of sitting on top of it. She removes the sugar coating and allows us to penetrate the barriers of propaganda and advertising from within. With stealth and grace, the artist reveals the essence of this place without the ideal and yet refrains from completely tearing down her subject. We see a beauty, but one which is not scoured of anxiety or hesitation, rather one upon which she builds her own unique locale.
Using a 4×5 camera, Roy Sachs’ color, selective focus and minimal staging, paint lush and whispering images replete with intent and anticipation. To use the artist’s own term, these images are liminal, carefully traversing our boundaries; walking us through a tension without ameliorating it, until we find ourselves awoken from a deep rest but not able to continue to sleep. Roy Sachs’ “Olney” presents to us a promised land, past tense. A world which was promised but that just isn’t anymore. She takes us beyond the promise, to another existence, another vision, revealing one not that unlike our own. In our empty, open palm Roy Sachs places something inimitable yet not unfamiliar and smiles as we gasp at its unexpected sparkle.
text: Heather Bennett
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