Category: Hotel Chelsea
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What is the Chelsea Hotel Style? My girlfriend and I have been discussing this question lately, and failing miserably to come up with a definitive answer. Some of our residents look like they just stepped out of a fashion magazine, while others wear black leather and tattoo themselves heavily. One woman has blue hair, and…
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There was a bum raving in front of the hotel: “these fuckin’ rich people are living in glass houses! Can’t be throwing no fuckin’ stones! You see what I’m saying!? One more terrorist attack and they’ll be out of here! Out of this fuckin’ city! Runnin’ scared! Glass houses, I tell you! There’s one over…
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Part III: The Elvis Altar Out in the hall beside the trash bin, I found a big, white, wooden pedestal, maybe three feet high, like the kind of thing they would set a sculpture on in a museum. I think it even had a number on it, so you could check the price of the…
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Daniel Reich is the man responsible for turning the Hotel Chelsea’s Grand Ballroom into an artists salon. Each week, Daniel and curator Dean Daderko, play host to some of the city’s edgiest art events. And, best of all, the events are free. What Do You Do?I have a young gallery on Twenty-Third Street between 10th…
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Part II: The Dysfunctional Sink Another time there was a design show in the hotel, with small companies selling furniture and wallpaper and bedspreads–what have you–setting up shop in various rooms throughout the hotel. One of the companies rented the room next to mine and set up a huge sink in the little corridor outside…
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Part I: Garbage ArtRecently, someone came and took a picture of my art work and posted it on the web—the world wide web, that is. In a transom in the hallway—where there was once a stained glass window (a few examples still remain scattered throughout the Chelsea)—I have mounted two pink, plastic ducks, shampoo bottles…
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As soon as I read blogger Theresa Duncan’s clever “Generation Xorcism: Baby Boomer Ghostbusting at the Chelsea Hotel,” I knew she understood the "morphic resonance" of the Chelsea. What do you do? I am a writer and filmmaker. I made a bunch of video games and was called "the first video game auteur." The first…
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One of the coolest places in the hotel is the El Quijote, the Spanish restaurant in what used to be the Chelsea’s dining room. One night we were drinking at the bar, when in walked a girl in her mid-twenties whom we had seen earlier that night in the hotel. She was scantily clad and…
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Hawk Alfredson’s paintings grace the hallways and stair well of the Hotel Chelsea. He used to be the Chelsea’s "other Hawk," but now he’s the "only Hawk left." And he’s ready to talk. I’m not really a man of words but a man of paint. I was born in Sweden & most swedes doen’t talk…
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II: Grotesques When I came home one night, there was a big party at Serena’s, the club in the basement of the Chelsea. Serena’s had only been open for a few weeks, and so it was still a novelty with the hotel residents. Several people from the hotel, including the guys who worked…
