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"Ooey Gooey" (2011) by Nicholas Buffon. (Courtesy Callicoon Fine Arts)

Time, and Time Again: Nicholas Buffon at Callicoon Fine Arts and Gerald Ferguson at Canada

In “Applied Flesh,” his first New York solo show, Nicholas Buffon uses five paintings and two incredible drawings to get a view of what it means to live in time—in the paintings, by recording the full weight of the momentary action of making a mark; and in the drawings, by diagramming the full scope of the patterns created by singular actions when they’re repeated. Read More

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"Jeopardy!"

Tonight in DVR: Jeopardy! Goes Collegiate

No secret that we're Jeopardy! partisans, and no secret, too, that tonight's continuation of the annual college tournament is the last, best chance to form your prejudices about the contestants before the finals next week. Take a drink every time Alex gets overruled by the judges! (It's happening more and more! What's going on, A.T.?) Read More

lawsuits

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Dealer Marc Jancou Sues Sotheby’s, Cady Noland for $26 Million

Marc Jancou, of the gallery by that name on West 24th Street, has sued both Sotheby's and Cady Noland after the auction house withdrew a work that he had consigned by the artist, Cowboys Milking (1990), from its contemporary day sale this past fall. Another work by the artist, Oozewald (1989), sold for $6.6 million with premium, a new artist's record and over a high estimate at $3 million at the Sotheby's fall evening sale, just one day before Mr. Jancou's Noland was to have been sold. Mr. Jancou now claims that auction house owes him $6 million in damages and that Ms. Noland owes him $20 million. Read More

(I Don't Want To Go To) Chelsea

Your life will probably be more like this if you go to Gagosian Gallery on Valentine's Day.

Nothing Says Romance Like a Damien Hirst Spot Painting

Apparently, there's this thing called "Valentine's Day" happening next week. Presumably, it happens every year and involves things like flowers and chocolate and expensive dinner and has an overall subtext of possible "romantic sex."

Ostensibly, if one was "single" and "alone," this day serves as nothing but a reminder of those very traits. If one happened to be in a "relationship," it's usually a day when you try to spend money in order to cover up the fact that you are in an insufferable "partnership" that is going to end in one or the other person leaving, subsequently ruining the month (or year) of both "partners." So: what better way to celebrate the prospect of a long life spent living with more than two cats that leads to nothing more than a solitary and pointless death than with a tour of contemporary art in Chelsea!

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Who's rooming with whom?

Tonight in DVR: 500 Days of January with The Roommate

January's over now--meaning that the movies will slowly get a little better until summer. (April's a really underrated moviegoing month.) But the quintessential January movies--schlocky, cheap in every sense, poorly acted by stars either slowly rising or rapidly falling--live on year-round on premium cable. Tonight, enjoy watching two television actresses torment one another in The Read More

Obituaries

Hecht. Courtesy Los Angeles Times.

Robert E. Hecht Jr., Antiquities Dealer Accused of Trafficking Looted Objects, Is Dead at 92

The American dealer Robert E. Hecht Jr. has died at 92. He had been the subject of a criminal trial in Rome for his alleged involvement in trafficking looted antiquities. Hecht was accused along with his supposed co-conspirators Marion True (formerly the chief curator of antiquities at The Getty) and the dealer Giacomo Medici of helping in the illicit trade of objects from tombs in Italy into the hands of private collectors and, eventually, museums.

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Letters

Courtesy Studio360.

An Open Letter to David Hockney About His Open Letters to The Guardian

Dear David Hockney,

Your two letters to The Guardian, "The trouble with tobacco haters" and "The pleasures of tobacco," and pretty much everything you say therein, has me convinced that you are kind of the coolest. You are, indeed, someone who is immune to the manipulations of advertising. You are looking out for number one, and you don't care who knows it. Your acute awareness that "we have to die" someday makes me want to live for today, to hell with caution! (Ah, if only cigarettes didn't cost $14 in Manhattan!)

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