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April 16 2014

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5 posts tagged "Vito Schnabel"

Who, What, Where, And When At Art Basel

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We’re at that time of year when the party winds blow south—to Art Basel Miami Beach. Two of the week’s busiest spots are starting things off tonight: At The Webster, the Brazilian footwear company Melissa is throwing a dinner in honor of Italian designer and architect Gaetano Pesce; meanwhile, at brand-spanking-new Soho Beach House, Jay Jopling’s big-time gallery, White Cube, will be tippling until 3 a.m.

This time around, erstwhile gallerist Jeffrey Deitch will be at Miami Basel as director of L.A.’s Museum of Contemporary Art. As usual, though, he’s hosting a big backyard party at the Raleigh (whose famous pool is pictured, above) on Wednesday, and this year he’s booked LCD Soundsystem. Other Wednesday night options include cocktails with The Last Magazine at The Webster and a party in a car park designed by Herzog & de Meuron—home of the new boutique The Alchemist, which has partnered with the art-world Web site Art Ruby for its inaugural Basel party.

But the real circus night is shaping up to be Thursday. Naturally, both Schnabel men are involved. Papa is doing a star-studded screening of his latest film, Mistral, in collaboration with Maybach and J/P HRO, Sean Penn’s Haiti charity; son Vito, meanwhile, is hosting a late-night bash at Wall with pals Stavros Niarchos and Alex Dellal. In between, there are fashion-heavy dinners for W and Interview magazines (at Cecconi’s and the Delano’s Solarium, respectively), not to mention one at The Webster hosted by La Mer. Across the bay, Bally is celebrating its pop-up shop and collaboration with Swiss artist Philippe Decrauzat. (While we’re on the subject, two other pop-ups to keep an eye on are the eyewear brand Illesteva’s, at Soho Beach House, and the OHWOW shop at the Standard Spa.) Continue Reading “Who, What, Where, And When At Art Basel” »

When Waris Met The Children Of The Corn

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For Terence Koh’s latest exhibition, Terence Koh’s Children of the Corn, the artist produced just what he promised: He erected a host of his own sculptural “children” in the cornfields of a Bridgehampton estate. That’s where the action was this weekend, as the New York art set—including Waris Ahluwalia, Dustin Yellin, Taryn Simon, Liv Tyler, and plenty of Schnabels—descended to see the show (and to feast afterward at a dinner where Vito Schnabel played host and his father, Julian, played DJ). Waris sent back this photo diary of the evening. Not to worry—no actual demon-worshipping children were harmed in the making of this Hamptons weekend.

Photo: Waris Ahluwalia

Ping-Pong For Haiti, And Other Adventures In Fashionable Do-Gooding

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Emergency parties, disaster-relief socials—whatever you want to call them, there was no shortage of get-togethers in New York last night designed to raise much-needed money for Haiti’s devastated earthquake victims.

Modelinia and SPiN teamed up to bring paying guests into the trendy Gramercy table tennis club, with proceeds benefiting Friends of the Orphans. “We’re watching it on TV and then we go on with our daily lives. And tonight we’re having fun, but we realize why we’re here—that’s a step,” offered paddle-wielding Doutzen Kroes. Of all the models, the Dutch former speed-skater seemed to have the best game. “I’m just competitive,” she insisted.

Farther downtown, hotelier Jason Pomeranc was overseeing a party at the Thompson LES that he and his team had only started planning Monday. “This situation requires people to move quickly, so everyone’s going outside the norm to do something right,” he said. (Narciso Rodriguez had been quicker than most, holding a benefit at 60 Thompson on Monday night.) And so the likes of Vito Schnabel, Lily Donaldson, and Justin Giunta made their way up to DJ Mark Ronson—whose sister Sam was spinning at a simultaneous fundraiser at Pomeranc’s L.A. property, the Roosevelt—by way of a lobby donation box. The nightlife crowd showing it cares, fashion types paying for drinks? “Like I said,” Pomeranc shrugged, “outside the norm.”

Photo: Retna

Blasblog: Miami Bound

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Fluorescent bikini- and Lucite heel-clad party people of Miami, get ready: The gallerinas, collectors, and jet-setters are descending upon you in T minus 48 hours for Art Basel Miami Beach. (I’ve always been amused by the combination, but the social ecosystem seems to support it—for a few days, at least.) The fair doesn’t officially open until the 3rd, but the parties, of course, won’t wait.

Every year, hotels, clubs, and bars vie for social supremacy, and this year, two new hot spots join the mix: The new W Hotel and its ground-floor restaurant, Mr. Chow. If the invites going out are any indication, the W will be party HQ this year. Mr. Chow will host dinners for Larry Gagosian, Cartier, and LACMA; investor Aby Rosen (who counts the Gramercy Park Hotel among his other glittering properties) will host his own dinner with Peter Brant there, too, followed by an after-party at the hotel’s downstairs club, Wall, fronted by Vito Schnabel, Alexander Dellal, and Stavros Niarchos. (Lest the mood get stuffy, Rosen’s also booked the Sex Pistols—what’s left of them, at least—to play the following night.)

Yours truly, of course, takes no sides and simply goes where he’s invited. That means I’ll also be putting in time at the Webster, which is organizing dinners for Pucci’s Peter Dundas, Viktor & Rolf, and Joseph Altuzarra, and the Standard, which is hosting parties for Bruce Weber, François Nars, the Whitney Museum, and the Misshapes.

Photo: Jesse Harris

Blasblog: Partying Like It’s 1981 With Schnabel and Koh

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Until recently, when I’ve had to acknowledge that I know and work with people born in the 1990′s (thanks a lot, Tanya D!), I was always so vainglorious about being born in the eighties. You remember, that decade when Reagan was president and the shoulders that Balmain re-created for Spring were all over town? I liked being one of the youngest kids in the room. The only time my expression would go from smug to glum, however, was when people would reminisce about the good old days: Club America, Area, the Factory, Warhol, Studio 54, disco, free sex, late-night dancing, the hedonistic days of yester-decades. Indeed, even listing those buzz words makes me sad. (Well, not that sad, because unlike some of my friends, I haven’t even thought about Botox. Yet.) But last night, at the opening of the Vito Schnabel-curated Terence Koh show at the home of Olivier and Charlotte Sarkozy—a.k.a. the former residence and studio of Richard Avedon—I caught a glimpse of what I think I might have missed. Anna Wintour (who has the same job as seventies icon Diana Vreeland, let’s remember) swung by early, joining the likes of the MoMA’s Klaus Biesenbach, Mary Boone, and Jeffrey Deitch for a Schnabel-led tour of the all-white space full of dozens of Koh’s all-white powdered paintings. Apparently the powder was toxic, or so laughed Ann Dexter-Jones, who was covered in the stuff when she picked out her painting. But the kids, including the rest of the Schnabel clan—Lola, Olmo, and Stella—who joined the likes of Zac Posen and Alexandra and Theodora Richards, stayed late. Very late. In fact, by the end of the night, the entire bar was empty. Not so much a drop. “But that’s not a bad thing,” one artist told me. ” ‘Cause these people wouldn’t have left otherwise.”

Photo: Derek Blasberg