Drawing by Shantell Martin.

Andy Warhol shot Ms. von Furstenburg in 1984, and like most women who sat for him, her face, neck and shoulders were covered in powder. The makeup reduced glare, enhanced facial features, and made everyone's skin look like porcelain. I shot DVF last night, 29 years later with no powder (or photoshop) and she still looks great.

Like The Ba[nk]s-e Indian

Goodbye David Byrne: It's Not You [It's Me]

Congressional Gyms: Keep Them Open [A Defense]

Kalan Sherrard at the Bedford L train stop.

Joe Mangrum's sand painting in Union Square.

Sinead O'C Re-Reviews M. Cyrus

Thanks for your words Walter B. Reckless.

Guns terrify me.

[Text by Clinton Kenneth, Images by Victor G. Jeffreys II, Quoted text by Charles P. Pierce]

(Brooklyn, NYC)

Deva Mahal (yes, daughter of Taj), Steph Brown, and The Delmonts brought the house down on Saturday night at St. Mazie. The tracks on her MySpace page do not do her justice—if she is ever in a city near you, you should check her out.

Secret Behavior is launching its first print magazine tonight at Berl's Poetry Shop in DUMBO as part of this year's NY Art Book Fair. From the looks of these excerpts, I expect the magazine to be just as exciting as their tumblr (NSFW).

Photograph of a poster by Bruce Pavlow (Shoot The Lobster, NYC)

It’s been quite a summer for massive installation art in New York. Paul McCarthy’s epically filthy WS closed a few weeks ago, but if you’re quick you can still catch Thomas Hirschhorn’s Gramsci Monument, the fourth and final in a series of tributes to great thinkers. Take the 2 or 5 trains beyond the familiar confines of Manhattan’s white wall gallery zone, and in the middle of the Forest Houses, just off Prospect Avenue in the Bronx, you’ll find an inspiring, expansive interactive tribute to Antonio Gramsci, the Italian philosopher and Marxist, one of the most brilliant minds of the 20^th century.

On to bigger and better. (SOHO, NYC)

Yes, they are real phone numbers. (Kenmare between Elizabeth and Bowery, NYC)