Checking Out Art in NYC

Life’s a party, when your life’s in New York City – right?

Not as often as you’d think, but every so often one crosses paths with a strange little happening such as this one: an art opening where the cooler-than-you vibe was so thick you could have cut it with a sarcastic remark, every strand of hair was done within an inch of its life, and an indie band slammed away on their drums in the background as hordes of instagramming hipsters batted their ways through photo- and video-graphers to get that perfect pouty pose in front of a piece of art-as-commodity.

Meanwhile, near the entrance, the artist was selling $100 numbered prints of two of the evening’s pieces. She’d sold two of them by the time we left, which was about fifteen minutes after we got there.