Nick Cave and The Next Level

My sister - the ceramic beastmaster Eva Funderburgh was in town recently for a group show in Dumbo. We made pizza, worked on some collaborative pieces and braved the elements to check out a few Chelsea galleries. There were some cool but aloof minimal string squares and some intriguing graphite type pieces, but the only thing that was certifiably mind blowing were Nick Cave‘s soundsuits at Jack Shainman. A runway of twenty odd monstrous mannequins bedecked in every order of wicker, fur, crochet, and porcelain-bird-sculpture stand around and look equal parts hilarious and menacing like some kind of interplanetary thrift store Klu Klux Klan. If I know anything about urban fashion these warlocks are definitely going to be next season’s allover hoodie. You heard it here first.