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September 3 2014

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A Night Off From Fashion At The New Bortolami Gallery

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Man cannot live on fashion alone. And especially as the end of fashion fortnight (who ever said it’s just a week?) approaches, a little art starts to look very good. No surprise, then, to see the style types at the opening of the new Bortolami gallery last night. Artist (and fashion-friendly DJ) Nate Lowman; Adam Kimmel and his new bride, Leelee Sobieski; and The Webster’s Frederic Dechnik and Laure Heriard Dubreuil (pictured, with Lowman) all stopped by.

“This is a really fun space to work with,” Stefania Bortolami said of her new space on West 20th Street, one that’s roughly three times the size of her old one. To celebrate her new real estate, the inaugural show is a retrospective of past Bartolami exhibitions, including some of the hottest names in the business—Jack Pierson, Cecily Brown, Hanna Liden, and Gardar Eide Einarsson among them. Einarsson was in town from his home in Tokyo, joined by his gorgeous model-turned-PR-maven wife, Maryline. He’ll be working out of a Dumbo studio for six weeks. “I don’t really work too much in Tokyo because I don’t have a studio there,” he explained. “Basically I’m an intern for Maryline’s PR company; I just sit around and stuff envelopes all day!” Just another hardworking fashion publicist in New York, in other words—albeit one with a few works in permanent collections ’round the globe.

Photo: Antwan Duncan

The Jane Hotel Loses A Glass

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There was magic in the air at the Jane Hotel last night, as David Blaine and Juergen Teller teamed up to toast the new issue of The Journal. The hosts—and Journal contributors—were joined by Michael Nevin, founder and editor of the Brooklyn-based pub; Carlos Quirarte and Matt Kliegman, who had a hand in planning the event; and Nate Lowman, who was intermittently deejaying. Lowman wasn’t the only art scenester to swing by—Urs Fischer (right, with Teller) popped in, as did Gavin Brown. And model/photographer Christina Kruse showed up, too, fresh off her appearance on the Alexander Wang catwalk on Saturday and just ahead of debuting her new video at the Threeasfour show tonight.

Noting the crowd building around Blaine, Nevin explained that the illusionist does magic almost obsessively. “I’m sure that’s what’s going on,” Nevin said. “I had him and Juergen over for dinner last night, and he was showing us tricks half the time.” Sure enough, Blaine had his pack of cards out and was wowing a circle of party guests with his maneuvers. At one point, he capped off a trick by grabbing a girl’s cocktail, downing it, and then eating the glass. We’re not sure if that counts as magic, but it was something to see. Without watching, exactly. “Is that blood?” the girl asked, aghast. “Probably,” Blaine said, chewing. For his part, Nevin demurred when asked if he knew any magic tricks. “Making magazines,” he deadpanned. “That’s the only one.”

Photo: Marc Dimov / Patrick McMullan

Curtains Up At New York’s
Newest Gallery Of Note

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New York’s newest gallery, Algus Greenspon, is a bona fide labor of love—emphasis on labor. It’s been two years in the works, and only a few months ago, co-founder and director Amy Greenspon (who will run the gallery with Mitchell Algus) was referring to the Morton Street space as “the puddle,” thanks to the poky pace of construction. Luckily, she had supportive friends to ease her along. “I didn’t have much to do with it,” pal Lazaro Hernandez of Proenza Schouler demurred. “But I’d ride my bike over after work and we’d sit in the space and drink a bottle of wine.”

He was only one of the many friendly faces on hand for the grand opening last night. Hernandez and Jack McCollough, Kai Kühne, artists Nate Lowman and Hanna Liden, and gallerists Kelly Taxter and Pascal Spengemann were all there to see the opening show, a retrospective of the work of Gene Beery (pictured). Artist/performer/gallerina Emily Sundblad even performed a few songs for the occasion. (“Pure bliss,” was Kühne’s verdict.) All in all, a bang-up opening—and a testament to the power of word of mouth. “I’m a technological disaster,” Greenspon said. “So apparently not a soul received the e-mail invite I sent. I’m so happy the word got out, or it would have been Emily singing her heart out for Mitchell, me, and Michael, the mouse that comes out at night.” And luckily for revelers, Michael didn’t end up making an appearance.
Algus Greenspon, 71 Morton Street, NYC, (212) 255-7874, www.algusgreenspon.com.

Photo: Courtesy of Algus Greenspon

The Secret To The Creative Life? A Diet Rich In (Pumping) Iron

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Everyone is in Paris or L.A. right now—except, of course, for everyone who isn’t. And pretty much everyone in the latter category turned up to the Bowery Hotel on Friday night to celebrate the new issue of The Journal. Chloë Sevigny, Chrissie Miller, Nate Lowman, Glenn O’Brien—all still in Manhattan! So are Smile guys Carlos Quirarte and Matt Kliegman, who hosted the fête, and so is Journal founder/editor Michael Nevin (pictured, center, with O’Brien, Gina Nanni, and Mary Nevin), who admits that intercontinental travel would probably put a crimp in his workout routine. “That’s how Terry and I bonded, actually—we both go to the same gym, and we’re both kind of obsessed with it,” Nevin explained at the party, speaking of lensman Terry Richardson, whose work appears in the new issue. “The gym seems like the most un-inspiring place in the world,” Nevin added, “but lately it seems to be the place I get all my inspiration. There’s something about the routine, or working your muscles. It sends fresh blood to brain, I guess.”

Photo: Carrie Schatz/PatrickMcMullan.com

The Bum-rush

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Fashion is as much about taking clothes off as putting them on—recall Coco Chanel’s famous diktat to remove one item before leaving the house—and two parties last night paid tribute to stylish undress. They may own The Smile, but Carlos Quirarte and Matt Kliegman opted to rent out the West Side Gentlemen’s Club, on a particularly unpicturesque strip of the West Side Highway, for their Valentine’s Day party. (They co-hosted the fête with nouveau smut mag Jacques and Evisu, where Quirarte is advising the creative director, his friend and former Earnest Sewn compatriot Scott Morrison.) They’d flown in a couple of strippers from Tampa—don’t ask us why that particular metropolis—who performed on the pole for the viewing pleasure of Waris Ahluwalia, Jared Leto, and Mary-Kate Olsen. The music came courtesy of DJs Nate Lowman and Cassie Coane, and the emceeing, courtesy of Justin Theroux, who had a particular knack for shot-calling, it turned out. (“That is some Sarah Lawrence shit!” he boomed during one particularly advanced-studies move.) “I think it was when Justin started announcing ‘Amateur Night’ that things went overboard,” mused Quirarte early this morning, on his way to bed. “But that’s just me.”

Meanwhile, those of a different persuasion were heading to the Chelsea nightclub Rush for Butt magazine’s 28th issue party, hosted by Lorenzo Martone and Keke Okereke. Bring on the go-go boys! Those boys brought boys like Hamish Bowles, Michael Stipe, video artist Kalup Linzy, and Bravo’s Andy Cohen. They were rumored to be luring the week’s prize catch, too: Lady Gaga, who was said to be coming on the arm of Terence Koh. “I’ve been in this city for 20 years hearing rumors that Madonna was going to show up to every other party,” Cohen told us. “Now it’s Gaga’s turn to give the false alarm.” The Lady never showed, but no matter. It was more of a gentlemen’s evening.

Photo: Zach Hyman/Patrick McMullan