Silk Road, the internet’s notorious marketplace for illegal drugs, was shuttered last week after the FBI arrested its founder, “Dread Pirate Roberts.” Now a former customer waits in fear, wondering why he used his real name.
This summer in Manhattan, it was important to wait in line for an hour to see light designed by James Turrell. Many bought the hype. Many were angry afterward.
Ear cleaners, knife grinders, street-side barbers—portraits of Indian tradesmen who maintain caste-prescribed professions.
But as justifiable as lip syncing was in Beyoncé’s case—hell, I would have lip synced to Beyoncé’s voice, too—it can...
Everyday scenes of Greece in paintings that evoke the quiet fatigue from living with economic uncertainty.
It’s easy to hate Starbucks until you admit it’s responsible for nearly everything good in today’s coffee culture. Now the behemoth is poised, with a recent acquisition, to introduce America to hundreds of years of tea culture. A tea maker is grateful.
Gallery owners don’t often show up in the art they sell—probably because they’re too busy having meetings to pose. But an art gallery itself turns out to be as much a theatrical diorama as a place of business.
When “small batch” equals big dollars and one-person companies are supported by corporate-size websites, is “hand-made” what we think it is? A report from North America’s largest consumer craft fair, where the competition for puppet dollars is intense.
When asked, focus groups describe the funny man as “untalented, successful, bad husband and father.” He had been at the top, but is now heading toward the bottom. An excerpt from John Warner’s forthcoming novel, The Funny Man, published by Soho Press.