Street art is becoming more and more valuable—not just in the realm of art dealers, but as lucrative stolen goods.
Few spaces are more merciless, more transparent than a boxing ring—an arena designed to show whether an individual has what Tom Wolfe ascribed to astronauts: the Right Stuff.
The pandemic brought Manhattan’s art scene to a standstill. But this summer, galleries are beginning to open in and outside the city—and hold some buzzy parties and openings.
Anthony Haden-Guest won an Emmy in 1980 for a TV documentary. It was lost when a storage facility sold his possessions off. Fast-forward to an emotional reunion in a junk store.
The new, eight-floor Pace Gallery building opened this week, acquiring the moniker “Super Pace.” Its CEO reveals how it will thrive, despite the perils facing New York’s art world.
From poison-tipped umbrellas to hidden bugs and a special thermometer to check a victim was dead, the KGB was ruthless in pursuing its targets, as a new exhibit in NYC reveals.
The SideWalk Café on New York City's Lower East Side is a treasured gnarly hang-out and performance space humming with old school Lower East Side attitude. And it just got sold.
He wanted recognition, he wanted to make money. But the real Andy Warhol, while relying on the professionalism of others, was also a slyly observant observer of the fame game.
It was 20 years ago that Palagia began her career as a sex party host in New York City—and the party to mark the anniversary was as wild as to be expected.
Salvador Rosillo had a colorful life before he made his millions. As New York state mulls legalization, he says, ‘I just want to validate my position in the marijuana movement.’