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The San Remo from the Shakespeare Garden in Central Park. 3:00 PM. Photo: JH.
Monday, March 18, 2013. Cold, sometimes sunny weekend in New York. The private schools are out on their Spring break, as of Friday. The neighborhood is quieter, especially in the early morning and late afternoon when it’s briefly a logjam of traffic and schoolgirls with one parent or another, or a household staff member, the maid, the chauffeur or that all-purpose type, the Mom.

Brearley, which is located across the street from my building, on the River at 83rd Street, has an annual tuition of $36,000. Evidently the school is rich enough so that a healthy percentage of their students are on scholarship.
The first of Spring as seen in the Shakespeare Garden in Central Park.
Last Thursday night at the Four Seasons restaurant from 6:30 to 9:30, the New York Observer’s proprietor Jared Kushner hosted a 25th anniversary celebration of the weekly Manhattan newspaper.

As Liz Smith will tell you in her column, the place was bumper-to-bumper New York “names,” including the Mayor.

New Yorkers love these parties because it’s wall-to-wall celebrities, or boldfacers, or VIPs, or all together, and when you’re there you can feel you’re in the thick of it. If the invitation says it’s going to be at the Four Seasons, even better: you know the host is making a statement. Period.

Mr. Kushner acquired the paper in 2006 from its owner/publisher/ founder Arthur Carter, who started it in 1987. The former publisher, Mr. Carter is a jack-of-all-talents – and I say that most seriously, but more about him in a minute.

Arthur and Linda Carter.
Mr. and Mrs. Jared Kushner.
Mr. Kushner is the quintessential Apprentice, so to speak. He even married the Boss’ (The Donald) daughter. When he first came on the scene, a young man in his mid-20s, the son of a very rich real estate investor from New Jersey, he (or his father) had just purchased 666 Fifth Avenue, the landmark office building. There was a lot of publicity: Kid buys skyscraper; that sort of thing.

Then he bought the Observer for a few million, and many thought this was the end of the Observer. It was the end of the paper, editorially, as the early readers had known it. Although that was then and this is now.

Arthur Carter, the paper’s founder -- who probably was never as well known on the celebrity circuit as is successor Mr. Kushner --  is what used to be referred to as a Renaissance man, Manhattan style of course. He was also very well known in the business as well as the publishing community. He had already made his fortune.

He grew up in Woodmere, Long Island -- Five Towns. He came to the Big Town via Brown University (’53) -- where he majored in French literature -- and Tuck School of Business at Dartmouth. He went to work on Wall Street for Lehman Brothers. In 1960 he and some partners started their own brokerage firm, Carter, Berlind, Weill, with Roger Berlind and Sanford (Sandy) Weill. Carter Berlind, as it was referred to in the trade, was a hotshot firm in the Go-Go years of the 1960s on Wall Street.

These were the Young Turks, the generation before the Masters of the Universe. There were several very dynamic small(ish) groups of young Wall Streeters who were the pacestters. This was also the age of the LBO and the conglamateurs. Before it was over, they merged and acquired a lot of Wall Street. Carter Berlind merged into several firms including Shearson Hammill and even Lehman Brothers, not to mention American Express, Kuhn Loeb, etc.

After ten years at it, the partners Carter and Berlind left the business, both very rich. Sandy Weill stayed, and you know that story.

A sculpture from Arthur Carter: Orthogonals.
Arthur Carter had an artistic side to cultivate. Today he is a very accomplished painter and sculptor. This is not a hobby or an avocation. This the artist at work. Another facet of the man’s personality was the interest in newspaper publishing. He first acquired The Nation (which he later sold). He started a weekly called The Litchfield County Times in Connecticut, and then the Observer.

There was competition for his kind of weekly although he let it be known on launching that the editorial would have a strong viewpoint and be concerned with such subjects as political corruption, business, the environment, the homeless and the great disparity of wealth (and poverty) among New Yorkers. Furthermore it would be printed on peach-colored newsprint and cost 50 cents on the newsstand, so everyone could see it.

In the first issue the paper went after real estate developer Mortimer B. Zuckerman's proposed business tower at Columbus Circle. The Observer editorial on city planning declared that New York ''does not belong only to the developers.'' Imagine.

''I don't have any off-hand solutions to the city's problems,'' Mr. Carter said. ''I'd like to see a less corrupt city. I'd like to see a cleaner city. So would everybody.''

In 2008, NYU where Mr. Carter had previously taught as an adjunct professor of philosophy and journalism, they named the journalism department after him: the Arthur Carter School of Journalism.

The Observer, under its founder’s aegis made a big impression on the city fathers because Arthur Carter kowtowed to no one and was a man with not only his own ideas but a great deal of personal experience to enhance them. The editorial staff was sharp and hungry (they were not overpaid). The paper’s first editor John Sicher (who was Carter’s lawyer) was succeeded a few years later by Graydon Carter. Carter refocused the editorial more toward media and celebrity.

Michael Thomas.
One of the paper’s most popular columnists was the oft-outspoken commentator, Michael Thomas, who wrote “The Midas Watch,” The frequently controversial column covered finance, politics and culture. Thomas, like his publisher, pulled no punches. I asked him yesterday about the early days there.

“The paper was initially serious and reformist (Arthur had been publisher of The Nation),” he wrote to me yesterday.  “I had been on Wall Street (partner of Lehman Brothers), and been in so-called Manhattan and Hamptons society, grew up privileged, didn't think much of what I saw (think even less today), and I followed the style of the great baseball umpire Bill Klem, who declared at the end of his career, ‘I called 'em as I seen 'em.’

“I went after what I construed as the vulgarity, exhibitionism and general jerkiness that I thought were giving wealth, given what I knew about how money is made in this country, a bad name. I identified my principal varlets and varletesses by name. It was said that I kept the paper going -- people curious about ‘what outrageous thing about whom is he going to write next!’”

(I know I read it to see what Michael Thomas was going to say and about whom he was going to say it.)

“Graydon Carter left to go over to Vanity Fair, Thomas recalled, “building it into the hugely successful magazine it is, and Peter Kaplan took over. NYO became celebrated as ‘a writer’s paper.’ All over the world of big media today you see bylines of writers who whetted their skills at NYO.”

Arthur Carter eventually tired of the process of supporting the paper in the changing times. Word was he could afford to spend the millions annual to keep it afloat. It was on the market (at least quietly) for quite some time before Jared Kushner turned into White Knight.

In the years since it was acquired by Mr. Kushner, the editorial has wandered far from its founder’s first charter. It is very popular among young professional New Yorkers. When he bought the paper seven years ago this year, there was much speculation about its future and its ability to keep publishing.

However, for a wealthy businessman who is active in the community, there are great advantages in having “a voice.” The New York Observer has provided Jared Kushner with that voice overnight – and now it’s his voice. The message was in the party on Thursday night at the Four Seasons.
Ivanka Trump, Jared Kushner, and Katie Holmes.
This was a Peggy Siegal party, start to finish. Peggy, who has been flacking Hollywood via her celebrity screenings for years, rubs elbows socially with the highest mucky-mucks on this Coast and that, as well as across the sea in London and various chichi locales across Europe, is famous for her “list” of Who’s Who at the moment in New York. There’s no job she likes better than putting together a guest list to impress the client. And there’s no one who can do that particular job better. The message of a Peggy Siegal invitation is ballyhoo itself.

This one read: “Jared Kushner, Publisher, Joseph Meyer,CEO, Cory Booker, Arthur Carter, Georgina Chapman, Katie Couric, Lauren Santo Domingo, Larry Gagosian, Mariska Haritay, Carolina Herrera, Katie Holmes, Woody Johnson, Peter Kaplan, Commisioner Ray Kelly, Ken Kurson, Matt Lauer, Blake Lively, Terry Lundgren, Peter Martins, Cynthia McFadden, Sean Parker, Ron. O. Perelman, Stephen Schwarzman, Lara Spencer, Steve Tisch, Donald Trump, Ivanks Trump (aka Mrs. Jared Kushner), Harvey Weinstein and George C. Wolfe cordially invite you…..”   Also promised and delivered “Mayor Michael Bloomberg will be by his (Kushner’s) side to toast you all. Well, how bad could that be?

Something for everybody who’s interested in Somebody. And so it was Thursday night at the Four Seasons.
Katie Holmes, Melania Trump, Donald Trump, and Ivanka Trump.
Jill Krementz reports: Pace Gallery at 32 East 57th Street was packed last Thursday night at a reception in honor of the artist James Turrell. The exhibition, James Turrell: Roden Crater and Autonomous Structures (on view through April 20th), focuses on the Roden Crater, an extinct volcano in the Painted Desert of Northern Arizona that Turrell has been transforming into a monumental work of art since the 1970s.

Ultimately, Turrell's masterwork will convert the inner cone of the 400,000-year-old crater into a massive naked-eye observatory, designed specifically for experiencing skylight, solar and celestial phenomena.
James Turrell's aerial photograph of Roden Crater.
On view at Pace are bronze and plaster models of spaces within the crater, as well as photographs of the project by Mr. Turrell.

Turrell's solo show will open at the Guggenheim Museum in New York on June 21st, which the artist reminded me was "the longest night of the year." His work will also be shown this spring at Los Angeles Country Museum of Art as well as at the Museum of Fine Arts in Houston. The LACMA exhibition will be on view from May 26-April 4; the MFAH from June 9-September 22.

Talk about a triple-header for one of the most influential artists of the past fifty years.
James Turrell greeting his many fans at Pace's opening night reception. To the right is journalist Constance Breton. Ms. Breton is the daughter of French finance minister Thierry Breton.
The artist has been represented by Pace since 2002. This is the gallery's fifth exhibition of his work.
Plaster and bronze models evolved from spaces within the crater.
Influenced by the design of ancient observatories, including Angor Watt, Machu Picchu in Peru, and the Mayan and Egyptian pyramids, the structures are simultaneously ancient and futuristic.
That's Richard Armstrong, the director of the Guggenheim, on the left. The Guggenheim exhibition will run from June 21st-September 25th.
Friederike Paetzold and Shane Arbogast are both graphic designers living and working in downtown New York City. We shared the elevator down to the street level on 57th street and they are standing in front of the handsome Deco-themed mural at the building's entrance.

Ms. Paetzold had this to say: "I've seen a couple of Turrell's other works but I have high (soaring even!) hopes for Roden Crater, that promises to be a near-visionary sensurround experience should he ever finish it. We actually went on a Land Art road trip many years ago and we were close to the Crater, but expected we'd be chased off the land if we tried to sneak in, a la Diamonds are Forever.'"
And yesterday, March 17th from 1-3, Walter Robinson and Dorian Grey Gallery hosted a champagne brunch to celebrate not only St. Patrick's Day, but more importantly, Walter's return to his former life as a fulltime artist. Robinson has spent too much time these past few years as the editor of Artnet Magazine writing about other artists and has been neglecting his own life as a painter.

The solo show of Robinson's recent paintings and works on paper depict a spectrum of desire, ranging from beer, cheeseburgers and fries to sexy pin-ups, both male and female.

The exhibition is on view until March 31. Dorian Grey is at 437 East 9th Street. Hours are noon to 7 pm on Tuesdays -Thursdays; Fridays and Saturdays 9 -7 pm, and Sundays: 9-6 pm.
There are 50 pieces on sale in a price range of $1,200-$4,000. A third of the show has sold.
Christopher Pusey, Walter Robinson, and Molua Muldown. Mr. Pusey is the owner of Dorian Grey. Ms. Muldown works as an assistant at the gallery while pursuing her painting career.
Sandwich board outside Dorian Grey Gallery on St. Patrick's Day.Gallery window.
Artists James Romberger, Walter Robinson, Rick Prol, and Tom Otterness.
Rick Prol has been described as the proto-typical East Village artist/painter of deceptively simple, cartoonish, paintings ... a veteran master of Gothic angst.
Stefan Eins and James Nares. Mr. Eins is the founder of Fashion Moda in the South Bronx. Nares' recent instalation, "Street," is the centerpiece of an exhibition that opened March 5 at the Metropolitan Museum. It was reviewed in Friday's New York Times by Ken Johnson.
Lisa and her husbands.

From left to right: James Neres (former husband), Lisa Rosen, and Walter Robinson (present husband). Ms Rosen is an accomplished art restorer.
Sandwich, 2013
acrylic/linen
Cookies (Dark Tower), 2013
acrylic/linen
Left: White Castle Fries, 2013
acrylic/linen

Center: Bran Flakes, 2013
acrylic/linen

Right: Savarin (McDonald's), 2013
acrylic/paper
Triptych (Breakfast, Lunch, Dinner), 2010
acrylic/cardboard
Cat, 2013
acrylic/linen
Two Sixpacks (Non-alcoholic), 2011
acrylic/canvas
Beck's Nonalcoholic Sixpack, 2011
acrylic/canvas
Charlie Finch, the notoriously acerbic critic for the recently folded Artnet Magazine.Saori Machimura is a 24-year-old student at Pratt where she is studying art management.
Diamond Dust, 2013
acrylic/paper
Left: Romance (Cezanne), 2013
acrylic/linen

Center: Romance (Lavender), 2013
acrylic/linen

Right: Romance (Sailboat), 2013
acrylic/linen
Colette the artist is the name she goes by. She's a familiar figure at Lower East Side openings.Sebastian Piras is a film-maker and photographer. "I'm just a humble immigrant," he told me.
Top: She-Male, 2010
acrylic & gold enamel/
cardboard

Center: Alba, 2010
acrylic & gold enamel/ cardboard

Bottom: Olsen, 2010
acrylic & gold enamel/
cardboard
Romance (Orange), 2013
acrylic/pape
Romance (Baby Blue), 2013
acrylic/paper


As you can see, both red-dotted.
Patron, 2013
acrylic/canvas
24 x 18 in
Artist Tom Otterness and Stefan Eins. Mr. Otterness is working on a (for now, secret) art project in the Middle East. Peggy Cyphers and Jeffrey Wright. Ms. Cyphers a self-described "East Village artist" recently showed at The Proposition Gallery; Mr. Wright is a poet and the editor of LiveMagNYC. He reviews poetry for the Brooklyn Rail and writes art criticism for Artnexus, Chelsea Now, and the Villager.

Jeff's middle name, coincidentally, is Cyphers, but he is not related to Peggy.
Cecile Brunswick is an oil painter. Her work will be featured in the forthcoming Architectural Digest Design Show at Pier 94.Christopher Pusey at the entrance of his gallery, which opened in October, 2010.
Whopper, 2013
acrylic/linen

A perfect description of Walter's show! And this one's sold.
 

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