PArk Avenue Armory

No Tattoo Flash at WAS

Are you a man (or woman) of wealth and taste? If so, the Winter Antiques Show at the 67th Armory is a nice place to go. 

Highbrow. Not rat rod, hot rod, industrial artifacts, lowbrow, carnival or 60's underground items here.  Asking about tattoo art would surely get you whisked away by security and sidewalked. This is the big time and the big dollar. 
Weathervanes are probably the closest things to just stuff. We like weathervanes. Picasso said about rooster weathervanes, "...cocks have always been seen but never as well as in American weather vanes."  
Abby Aldrich Rockefeller and her friends started this collecting trend back in the 1940's or sometime. They were probably bored with Chippendale furniture and pewter and wanted something fun to collect. Looked on upon as barnyard junk back then, a horse and rider weathervane sold for over a million a few years ago. Then the market crashed. At many shows we would see the same figures with the same worse-for-wear price tags year after year. 

All the dealers say the market's coming back, but what are they going to say? When asked what to look for in these items, Patrick Bell at Olde Hope Antiques, said the surface of the figure is key. Hopefully it has turned a vertigreed green like the Statue of Liberty. Is it beautiful and weathered from 100 years of the elements? Jeffrey Tillou of Litchfield, CT said no way, the form comes first. The rarity and beauty of the general shape is what is important. Both these guys had great vanes, pleasant to talk with and knowledgeable.

They all believe the market is good for first time or the impulse buyer. They say there will always be die hards filling in gaps in a collection with something like a squirrel vane. This is a very rare shape. Farmers hated the varmints who would wreck havoc on crops. Very few would gold plate and celebrate them by putting them up to swing with breeze above the barn.  


Mr. Bell has one at $180,000. It looks right. He's been dealing for 35 years so it probably is correct. This form has always been suspect though. Somebody found the original carved hardwood form and pounded out a few sheets of copper around it, doused 'em with chemicals and let them cure for a few years in the rain and snow. People try everything from urine to buttermilk. But if you sit and look at any antique for awhile you can kind of tell. Something is not right. Even though you want it to be right. According to the WAS press release "Every object exhibited at the Show is vetted for quality and authenticity." Fakes are tossed out before the public's invited in. Which is good as even Sotheby's can get burned. They sold a squirrel a few years ago that turned out to be a clever fake.
Some pigs in David Schorsch's booth. 

Here's Mr. Tillou holding a Punch cigar store figure. It's really cool.  Back in the day it was hooked up to a steam making apparatus so it would blow a bunch of smoke-steam out of the cigar. It's worth over $100k now. 

This is a great show and should be seen. Even if you don't have tens of thousands to spend.  Here you can go to school to see what's the best of it's kind. Learn what to look for in case something pops up at the local flea market. Grab it, then try and figure out if it's fake or not. 
As in the case of Ms. Rockefeller and her folk art discovery of weathervanes back in the day, it's even more fun is trying to figure out what's next and new in the collecting field.   
And you will be left with the bus fare home.
The Winter Antiques Show runs through Feb. 1 at the Park Avenue Armory, Park Avenue at 67th Street; www.winterantiquesshow.com

Someday My Prince Will Come & A Well Lit Greyhound Station

Paul McCarthy is just one twisted dude. Sorry. We all love Walt Disney and really do not have any problems with his vision of America and storytelling. How many Angelinos get teary eyed reminising about sneaking onto Disneyland's Tom Sawyer Island and having a smoke back in the day?  Rite of passage. Huck Finn would have been proud.

So when McCarthy twists our beloved and classic wholesome tales into a huge shit fest it's a little upsetting. But ultimately very funny. Here's a nude and beautiful (bulbous nose notwithstanding) Snow White, on a fourposter bed slowly stretching. Woken up by guess what? Not a Handsome Prince's kiss but 7 little m..f..ckrs whacking off.  Funny. Very Funny. TBS Funny. 
Then she's cleaning the floor Cinderella style after an awful drunken parents party gone mad with pizza boxes, spilled vodka bottles and bathroom mistakes everywhere. Uncle Johnny impaled on a broomstick in the rec-room? Well, he did kind of deserve it, really. The gift shop has a vacuum cleaner abandoned in miduse, a lot of Disney dolls re-purposed with Paul Walt signatures on them. We like this idea much better than anything Jeff Koons has ever manufactured. The show sticks with you like gum on your shoe

The sets are made up of huge colorful flowers, jungle overgrowth, redwood pathways and neat 50's lighting on a random San Fernando Valley tract home. Absolutely georgeous. He took over the entire 67th St Armory on Park. Way to go, Paul McCarthy!

Now for Dullsville U.S.A. The Guggenheim take over by James Turrell is another grand idea. We all love James Turrell for the spiritual, time sensitive light shows. He has an amazing way with subtle light changes much like the aurora borealis. Mesmorizing really. The desert sky creeping over with rose to evening satin blue/purples.
But standing in the Guggenheim rotunda, why do we feel we are in a Greyhound Station in Tucson? The only difference here is we are missing the great feeling of relief when our bus finally pulls in.
Yes, you do meet the nicest people on a bus. But watch out for your stuff when you get up to go to the lavatory. Guaranteed, some one will mess with your backpack left on the seat. No airplane trip here.
Save the energy going through the Guggenheim rabbit warren upstairs. Just dumb squares of light in the corners of the rooms. Very boring. 
Just because you can command the entire Guggenheim exhibit space, doesn't mean you should.  Nobody has ever tamed a Frank Lloyd Wright building. He famously hated art and especially disliked sculpture. He said something like "...sculpture is the stuff you bump into when you step back to look at bad paintings" Architecture again triumphs over art.

 The Guggenheim.