Any time you are faced with an all-you-can-eat buffet, be it in Las Vegas or on a cruise ship, you must approach the dining experience with a modicum of caution and a healthy helping of forethought. But when you come face to face with a feast such as the Biltmore’s…
This Saturday, take Romero’s smiling cats and geometric flowers to Artformz Alternative Gallery and rip them to shreds. You read that right. It’s time for BYOB (Bring Your Own Britto to Destroy). If you stopped by the Wynwood gallery during last Saturday’s art walk, then you witnessed the Art of…
The Next Three Days: Next to nothing
Thirty years ago — when the NYPD declared war on graffiti via a vandal squad, laws restricting the sale of paint to minors, and guards posted at subway yards — it would have been difficult to imagine odes to the spray can at a highbrow international fair such as Art…
“Chase me! Mate with me! Seduce me!” yells Isabella Rossellini, dressed in red spandex and bug eyes. “He’s so strong and sharp, he doesn’t need a vagina at all. He ejaculates in my wound.” The Lynchian actress is re-enacting the mating ritual of bedbugs. As if the little bastards weren’t…
This Wednesday, the World Erotic Art Museum will present proof that time travel is possible. It will take us back to sixth-century B.C. Pompeii, a city that prospered before tragically meeting its volcanic doom. Then the work leaps forward to the days of the pinup and the milky-white curves of…
Most of us know the riddle about the man who has to cross a river while transporting a chicken, a fox, and a bag of grain. How can he get them all across without being devoured? Artist Abby Manock helps you figure it out in her solo exhibition, “Lesser Evils.”…
Do you know who had a tough job? Pope Gregory the Great, the guy who narrowed down the deadly sins to just seven. He had to roll vainglory into pride, and acedia (Greek for “not to care”) into sadness, a sin that the church eventually replaced with sloth. Now that…
For a heady period from about 2006 to 2008, My Chemical Romance seemed ready to truly run the mainstream-crossover rock world. Their third album, The Black Parade, proved a commercial megasuccess despite its unlikely form — a concept album — about some depressing substance — a regretful cancer patient mourning…
Ian Frazier’s storytelling is without pretense, making it easy to absorb. It is truthful and informative, making it a learning experience. Finally, it is engaging and thoughtful, making it addictive. If you’re a fan of The New Yorker or of travel writing in general, you should be familiar with Frazier’s…
The British might not be known for their delicate palettes, but they certainly have a way with fashion. In the ’60s and ’70s, the best dressed of London — basically Mick Jagger, David Bowie, and Marianne Faithfull — bought their raddest duds at Barbara Hulanicki’s store, Biba. After the shop…
Fess up: Are you a Facebook friend hoarder? Or do you really know 900 people? Our hunch is that you just feel guilty about declining anyone’s friend request or removing BFFs from middle school. They’re not really your friends. At best, they’re acquaintances. It’s time to nix them from your…
A few years ago, porn-seeking perverts with colonialist ambitions began stumbling onto the wrong mail-order bride website. Presenting itself as a “source for meeting a nice, subservient Asian bride,” BigBadChineseMama.com proceeded to break down sexual politics, racial stereotypes, and power structure via pictures of ass-kicking females above testimonials such as,…
Over the past twenty five years Susan Cheever has written brazenly honest biographies and memoirs, ranging in subjects from her own struggles with alcoholism, sex addiction, and motherhood to her father, famed author John Cheever. Her most recent book, Louisa May Alcott: A Personal Biography delves into the life of…
In honor of our People Issue, which will hit newsstands and computer screens November 25, Cultist proudly presents “100 Creatives,” where we feature Miami’s cultural superheroes in random order. Have suggestions for future profiles? Email cultist@miaminewtimes.com with the whos and whys.74. Ana MendezAna Mendez is a one-woman pyro-technic show, detonating…
We knew last night’s Bad Girls Club Miami reunion wasn’t going to be a typical reality reunion. We interviewed these ladies throughout the season and knew the bitches were extremely pissed off — especially at one another. So it was no surprise that within the first five minutes fists were…
Crank for the homeless. But the good kind of crank. The kind that has more than a 100 bike riders cranking around town collecting food for the less fortunate in the second annual Cranksgiving Food Drive. After raising over $1,000 last year with close to 100 riders, organizers are confident…
Fashion Breakdown: Straw fedora from Urban Outfitters, black Ray-Ban glasses, pink shirt from Colombia, Levis from Urban Outfitters, shoes from San Francisco. …
Buck 15 is a halfway hidden, late night, upstairs drinking joint on South Beach covered in paint, stickers, tags, drawings, and whatever you left between the couch cushions, sicko. Every so often the management brings in artists to re-muralize the place and currently, Keen One and Pest are making their…
Biographer Ron Chernow has risen to prominence due to his entertaining, all encompassing exploration of historical figures like John D. Rockefeller and Alexander Hamilton, both of which racked up book prizes and year-end ‘best of’ spots. His most recent book, Washington: A Life is billed as the first definitive cradle-to-grave…
Giant pink snails on South Beach? What’s next, famine and a plagues of locusts? The bubble-gum pink creepers spotted throughout Miami Beach are not a sign of end times. And no, they’re not the work of pink-loving Christo either. The 45 snails, made from plastic gathered from landfills, are part…
When Miami Contemporary Dance Company artistic director Ray Sullivan decided to research the life of migrant workers for his new piece, Harvest Voice, he was more interested in the workers’ dreams than in the working conditions in the Homestead fields. “As we know there are no borders for dreams,” he…
