New York Diary: Lunch at Hauser & Wirth

Dieter Roth, “Sugar Tower,” my favorite piece in the gallery’s inaugural show, “Dieter Roth. Bjorn Roth.” The exhibition tells the story of a 20 year collaboration between father and son. Installation, video, sculpture, painting, printmaking–there was a medium for everyone. Very impressive.

Yesterday Hauser & Wirth hosted a lunch to celebrate the opening of their new 18th Street outpost. And I was there. Woohoo!

Psychedelic superstar hallway by Martin Creed.

That situation above is the first thing you see upon entering. Nice work, Mr. Creed. That totally rocks. 1,000 points to Hauser & Wirth.

Harpa Ziska, a friend of Dieter’s grandson, who is clearly styley beyond belief. Don’t you want to be wherever she is? I do.

Cavernous is the best word to describe the space. Seriously, you could get lost in there. In fact, it’s so big they’re installed a super-cool bar at one end of it (that’s where Harpa is hanging out).

Wills chills with two pieces from Roni Horn’s water series. I don’t know how to make it clear how amazing this work is. Do yourself a favor and just go see it.

Unfortunately, the bar won’t be open to the public, just for openings at the gallery. But who cares when you can see stuff like this?

Dieter Roth, “No Title: (Bananas).” Apparently we have bananas today.

And there you have it.