“I can’t give everything away,” were some of the final words heard from David Bowie on this planet on the final track of his last album Blackstar. And true to form, he really didn’t–remaining the man who fell to Earth as much as a mere man since his first inhabitation of the Bowie name until … Continue reading
I’m not used to suffering from invasive flashbacks inside a major museum. But, pulling back the heavy curtain, leading into Kenny Scharf’s Cosmic Closet, a cozy yet mind-altering intergalactic Day-Glo-painted trash utopia, I was immediately sent through a time warp to June 2011, boogying to The B-52s “Planet Claire” and Martha and the Vandellas “Jimmy … Continue reading
Why hello there, you pasty Filthy Dreams readers! Quick! Grab some sunscreen before you become a lobster…of course, by that I mean a Rock Lobster. Ok, fine we did smuggle some booze on the beach in a bottle of sunscreen–sure, the Gang in It’s Always Sunny In Philadelphia did it first but why mess with … Continue reading
Walking through the multitude of black-and-white photographs at the Grey Art Gallery’s compelling retrospective of photographer Tseng Kwong Chi’s brief yet prolific artistic career, one nagging questions comes to mind: Who exactly was Tseng Kwong Chi? Continue reading
Well, welcome to our newest Filthy Dreams series Party Out of Bounds. Do you need a refill? Make sure you grab one before you enter our first Party–The Klaus Nomi Video Lounge! Continue reading
Why, hello there! We just came back from the Museum at FIT’s basement (or is it debasement?) exhibition A Queer History of Fashion: From The Closet to the Catwalk. And, Mary, we just mounted all those stairs so you better believe we are winded and ready for a chat over cocktails. Now I know what … Continue reading