This 1999 photo taken on the shores of Italy’s Lake Garda will be shown in “Martin Parr: Life’s a Beach,” opening tomorrow at Aperture Gallery. (Photo: Martin Parr/Magnum Photos)
A man recently arrived at a Manhattan federal building to apply for a passport, became agitated, and ended up trying to hide from authorities–in the ceiling. Securing a passport to the arts is much easier–and comes with minimal risk of being arrested and taken to Bellevue for psychiatric evaluation–thanks to The New Yorker. The magazine and its promotions department are gearing up for the eighth annual Passport to the Arts gallery crawl, evening cocktail party, and silent auction (to benefit Creative Time) this Saturday, May 4. A $55 ticket gets you a “limited-edition passport” that each of the 19 SoHo and Chelsea galleries on the self-guided tour will stamp with a replica of a featured work of art. And with a list of participating galleries that includes Jack Shainman, Aperture, and ClampArt, this year’s Passport to the Arts promises to be quite a trip.
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“I’ve lived with life as an artist, with an artist. Tip [husband Carroll Dunham] and I were lucky to find each other, and this life that works for both of us. There’s a surprisingly large list of things that I haven’t had, in terms of museum shows and recognition, but I’m so interested in the present right now. I don’t want my new work to have anything to do with nostalgia. Artists are ridiculous. We’re totally scornful when people in other fields try to do art, but we think we can do anything–act, write, do extreme sports. Young artists have given me that license, because the old distinctions don’t exist for them.”
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