at James Cohan Gallery, 533 West 26th Street
Prepare for some tapestry madness over in Chelsea at the James Cohan Gallery’s “Demons, Yarns and Tales,” exhibit that runs through Feb 13. All the tapestries on display are over-sized and incredible. The work is though provoking – (from the eerie historical work of Kara Walker, to the politically violent and vibrant work of Grayon Perry (one of my favorites)), exquisite – (like Fred Tomaselli’s After Migrant Fruit Thugs and Shahzia Sikander’s Pathology of Suspension), and colorfully pleasing (avaf’s pop culture mish mash and Beatriz Milhazes’ Pucci like design).
I’ll try to return to the friendly gallery when the show comes down to see the YUN-FEI JI Mistaking Each Other for Ghosts show. But don’t you wait that long! If you are a friend to tapestries, sewing, fabric art and textiles, the current show cannot be missed.
Click here for the rest of Demons, Yarns and Tales
75 Ninth Avenue
R.U.B. stands for Righteous Urban Barbeque. And it deserves the name. We went with a large group and everyone enjoyed their meals, from bbq chicken sandwich with “sloppy toppies” (in this instance meaning coleslaw) to bbq half duck. Most of us opted for ribs and as you can see from Mike and Astrid's before and after shot, our plates were licked clean.
Yes, R.U.B. gets two categories this week. Their only dessert is fried oreos – an oreo battered in fried dough. The only reason to not completely pig out on dinner is to saved room for one of these. Trust me, one is enough.