chelsea art ghetto promenade

"is a memorial allowed to be cosy?"*

through snow trenches we are shuffling

recognising the types

why else would we be here in this run down place?

body shop bricks car parking dirty bridges

we are on the fringes we enter our fridges

tombs to creativity morgue for dead art

awaiting final resting places on walls of stellar pads

the latest talent will hang

by fur coats in halls art trophy from the hunt

negotiated for a snip "did you see anything good?"

pass the word who's fair game? pack animals emerge

from luxury lairs scout for a move

and pounce

in white cube concrete aesthetic terrain

fashion art home decor-plan/lifestyle choice

trash to treasure swipe that card

strike that pose convey that serious aura

the knowing nod nothing happening here today

gallery makeover for the next new thing

distance between box and street only a pane of security glass

preventing grime getting in

hermetic sealed air leaking

outside

torn dayglo posters patch broken brown shutters

small herds of strutting creatures tawny and crisp

alert sedated eyeing seeking

calculating following

we are one

we are artworld

a few gems I have to admit

my caution my aversion my neck hairs prickling

(brooklyn radar...? chelsea radar here!)

*stolen line from show at Anton Kern Gallery

images:

1. dustbin at Anton Kern Gallery

2. work on show at Cueto Projects

3. gallery poster & art outside ZieherSmith

4. floor of Paula Cooper (I think)

5. lobby of Kim Foster