Day 4, and my search for a reasonable cup of coffee in America continues. After I was here the last time I sought advice from the guys at Nude Espresso. They’re based on Hanbury St right around the corner from my studio and I think they possibly do the best coffee in London. They’re one of the leading lights in the 3rd generation of coffee shops in London, taking a more boutique and specialized approach to coffee after the years of caffeine rape by the unmentionable high-street chain cafes (I take this shit seriously).
Anyway, when I got back from the Eurotrash show in June, Sasha at Nude recommended I check out Intellegentsia Coffee and that I did.
We reached their Venice spot on Abbott Kinney with a short que in front of us. The coffee didn’t disappoint.
They also recently collaborated with Madlib to develop his own blend of espresso.
And on to the beach for a lil nature before the show opens.
There’s always going to be food involved.
Opening time. Get your game-face on.
Chloe and the Budman.
For a country fueled on caffeine, your coffee is pure shit. I’ve been here 6 times and every time I order a coffee all I get is a mug of hot coffee-flavoured water. Even in posher places where I think yes, this will definitely be good. No. Just black shit. There’s always bubbles too. Coffee shouldn’t have bubbles. It should have a nice crema coating the surface of the silkiest black gold.
An army marches on its stomach and all that. Brekkie at John O Groats on Pico (widely regarded as best breakfast in LA). It didn’t disappoint. Sounds strange but one of the best things about America is the French toast for breakfast.
Some last minute spit ‘n polish.
And over to Blum and Poe for the amazing Dirk Skreber show. We’ve been fans of his for quite a while. These mixed media pieces were stunning, he uses strips of foam tape to describe the figure.
We visited Shepherd Fairey’s Studio 1. I didn’t take any photos as I didn’t feel it appropriate to photograph another artists space and put it online so I took this random shot from the web. Thanks of course to Dan for the tour (and the goodies).
Mmmm more food. Masa’s in Echo Park.
Back on the road. These photos accurately describe my blurry mindstate.
Pulled up at the printers to see Chloe’s prints. Nice work on the outside by London Police and Buff Monster.
And on the the gallery to see how the show is looking.
All they do in LA is drive.
Interesting photo thingy in the lift in our hotel. This city loves filming itself.
And then on to dindins. This was special. One of Jose Andres’ restaurants, he trained at El Bulli in Spain so you know this is going to be ridiculous.
Making Chloe’s nitrogen cocktail.
We’re off to LA tomorrow morning – sweeeeeeeeeet! – for Chloe’s show at Corey Helford (already sold out). I get to go along as her +1, nice nice.
The piece above is a banger – Silver-Tip Symphony, at a whopping 6ft x 8ft.
I hear its raining at the moment, LA sort it out.
There’s a nice feature in the current Modern Painters about Steve Laz and the gallery. Thats not me on the cover but thats me on the bottom right.
Just as the bold and the beautiful of the art glitteratti descended on London for the annual Frieze circus, I took Chloe away to Berlin as a surprise for too nights (what a guy). It was her birthday so she got to follow me around cold and wet Berlin while I took photos of graf.
We stumbled across this fantastic Mac and Kofie collab piece up by Prenzlaur Berg. I’d seen it online when it was done during the summer but nothing beats seeing the real thing especially when you’re not expecting it.
These Blu pieces were down the road from our hotel. East Berlin was made for Blu.
And we also popped in to catch Jaybo‘s new show at Circle Culture.