GOINGS ON ABOUT TOWN
The curator David Hunt borrowed his epigrammatic title from Robert Smithson, who wrote that time is “a zero-zone, wherein the spaceman meets the brontosaurus in a Jurassic swamp on Mars.” Demetrius Oliver’s celestial photographs feel appropriate to the tripped-out context, as does Jane Benson’s creepy tar-and-ostrich-feathers sculpture. Time is certainly a zero zone for the face that appears in John Espinosa’s pneumatic sphere: it’s a portrait of the beautiful, anonymous Frenchwoman known as “L’Inconnue de la Seine,” who drowned in the eighteen-eighties and whose death mask was reportedly used as a model for C.P.R. training mannequins. With works by Ian Cooper, Rashid Johnson, Rosy Keyser, and Siebren Versteeg. Through Aug. 8. (Williams, 313 W. 4th St. 212-229-2757.)
THE ART BUSINESS
Days and nights in Leo Koenig’s gallery.
By NICK PAUMGARTEN
October 17, 2005
...The occasion for these anxieties was his gallery’s move, this summer, from the backwater of Centre Street, at the edge of Chinatown, to a big storefront space in Chelsea, as concentrated a district of art exhibition and commerce as exists anywhere. Chelsea attracts collectors, small buyers, browsers, consultants, advisers, curators, critics, and all kinds of “weirdo cats who make money off the art world in weird ways,” a curator / critic / consultant named David Hunt told me. Together, they are after some kind of consensus of taste, and the money and the acclaim—and even the transcendence—that come with it...