Galleries

Yesterday afternoon, I took a trip to Fountain Gallery, a venue that represents artists with mental illness. When I visited, the Midtown West gallery was gearing up for its big group exhibition [Un]Seen, which starts today. However, when I went, there were still several smaller pieces adorning the walls—including an eclectic mix of paintings, expressive black-and-white photographs and even a stained white T-shirt encased in glass with the word “FEELINGS” embroidered on the ches

White Box is an interesting art gallery in the Lower East Side. Not just dedicated to contemporary art, the small raw space serves as a multipurpose venue where visitors can see everything from video art, to performance pieces and even fashion shows.

After living in New York City for seven years, I am still amazed by the sheer amount of cultural opportunities available. I love visiting the city’s famous museums and galleries and, living in such an inspiring place, most of my favorite artists often show their work in this metropolis.

The Manhattan neighborhood Chelsea is an enclave of beautifully manicured townhouses, rowhouses and independent shops. When you walk further west in this popular community, you will find a large concentration of some of the world’s most renowned art galleries.

As I might have mentioned before, I was “this close” to going to art school. I decided on a career in journalism; however, if I ever decide to add a few letters after my name, I’d probably opt for a Master’s Degree in something art related. Because I went to a high school for the visual and performing arts, several classmates did go on to colleges focused on art, and many of them opted for Pratt Institute—an art college with its main campus in Brooklyn and satellite campuses in Manhattan and Utica.

I feel pretty confident in my knowledge of the NYC gallery scene. A lot of spots specialize in different mediums—everything from painting and sculpture to performance art and photography. I haven’t, however, heard of a gallery that specializes in an emotion, until now.

This past Thursday, I went to nature photographer Daragh Muldowney’s Jewellery Box—Ireland's Hidden Gems exhibition and book launch at the Consulate General of Ireland New York.

On Saturday night, I somehow got lost in Midtown Manhattan, which was a little embarrassing for me for two reasons: First, I’ve lived in the Big Apple for six years and second, this particular area is on a grid. I found myself walking up and down W. 55th street a few times looking for a restaurant.

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