Frank Prattle with Zefrey Throwell


Ari Jankelowitz and Steven Day, November 23, 2009
November 23, 2009, 5:05 am
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Ari Jankelowitz and Steven Day of Vinyl Contemporary

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With galleries closing left and right, the henchman’s axe swinging wide over American employment and prudence if not outright fear as the prevailing mindset, there comes a voice of hope on the horizon. Ari Jankelowitz and artist Steven Day have spearheaded a new mobile gallery dubbed Vinyl Contemporary. While they don’t have a concrete physical space, they are doing projects including an upcoming show at the Verge Art Fair in Miami this December.

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Ari Jankelowitz and Steven Day

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Listen along as we answer such stirring questions as whether or not New York is a talentless art vacuum, what awaits us post-hedge fund, whether or not art has any suggestions for our foundering economy, whether or not anyone cares what artist’s think and the granddaddy of them all, the revival of the small business model.

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Alicia Framis, November 14, 2009
November 14, 2009, 4:36 am
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Artist Alicia Framis, The Lost Astronaut

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That giant disk in the sky that alternates between a bloated thick
deep-yellow splotchy mass and at other times  a fine white fingernail
floating in the ether, the nocturnal lighthouse guiding lovers hands
and military sneak attacks as well…. ahhhhhh…. the moon.
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Unbeknownst to myself, the moon is also one of the last stalwart
strongholds of sexism in modern life. Artist Alicia Framis, aka the
Lost Astronaut, informed me that a woman has never set foot on the
moon. Tackling this issue with equal parts beauty and insanity, Framis
has chosen to protest this sad fact by purchasing a used cosmonaut
suit from Russia and roam the streets of New York for the duration of
Performa.

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Artist Alicia Framis

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Listen along as she relates stories of dealing with the NYPD, NASA
employees, Marina Abramovic, and even gets 86ed from the NY public
library.

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Arto Lindsay Parade “Somewhere I Read”, November 1, 2009
November 1, 2009, 4:07 am
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Arto Lindsay and son
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Nestled amidst the chaos of neon, deep within the belly of bustling tourism and rampant capitalism, Arto Lindsay, famed musician and artist, pierced the goliath of Times Square with a  quiet bullet. As the starting bell for Performa this year, Lindsay organized a parade quite unlike those that typically adorn the buzzing hive on Broadway.
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I saw Lindsay’s parade in Venice this year; dancers clad in black, wailing noise, a slow towing processional in the pissing rain that wove down the cobbled canal-front of the ancient city… something along these lines is what I expected upon showing up this time, nay.  50 people, almost all women, dressed in tan trench coats cinched tight, holding cellphones above their head materialized out of the mist and suddenly became an almost silent parade. Then, on cue, flipping open cell phones, a cacophony of noise starting spilling out into the dense night. Accompanying this low din, the parade marchers starting twisting their bodies in jerky mechanical gestures and made their way south through the square whilst being heckled, jostled, and cheered by the surrounding masses.

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Arto Lindsay and son in the eye of the trenchacane
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Intensely odd and curiously endearing, I enjoyed the hell out of it.
Listen along as a I interview various passerbys, artist Cindy Sherman, artist Ryan McNamara, curator Mark Beasely, and of course, Arto Lindsay.