Clowns, Women, Nature by Cindy Sherman, Laurie Simmons, Richard Kern at VICE Exhibit

Cindy Sherman, Cover Girl (Vogue) 1975/2011. Courtesy of the artist and Metro Pictures, New York

VICE’s 13th annual photo exhibition is on view at Pioneer Works in Red Hook, Brooklyn, featuring works by Cindy Sherman, Laurie Simmons, Thomas Albdorf, Jaimie Warren, Richard Kern, and Robert Melee among others. VICE Photo Editor Matthew Leifheit curated the show, which centers on the expanding field of trompe l’oeil. Check out some of the highlights below, then venture to Red Hook before the exhibition ends on August 10th.

Jaimie Warren ViceJaimie Warren, Self-Portrait as Pennywise the Clown, 2014

Jason Nocito ViceJason Nocito, PUD, 2014 

Jimmy DeSana ViceJimmy DeSana, Red Boy in the Woods, circa 1978. Image courtesy of the artist and Salon 94, New York

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Laurie Simmons, How We See/Look 1/Daria, 2014. Image courtesy of the artist and Salon 94, New York

Robert MeleeRobert Melee, Bowling, 2014

Thomas Albdorf Krimmler Ache WaterfallsThomas Albdorf, Krimmler Ache Waterfalls, Detail (from A Song of Nature [Working Title]), 2014

Thomas Albdorf Typical Alpine FloraThomas Albdorf, Typical Alpine Flora at the Hochschwab Area (from A Song of Nature [Working Title]), 2014



Watch Nash Edgerton’s Queasy ‘Bear’

Thanks to Vice, you can now watch Bear, a short film by Nash Edgerton that has been popping up at festivals around the globe. Edgerton writes, directs and stars once more as Jack, the short-sighted boyfriend character who first turned up in Spider, another jarring short. Both are about pranks that unfold not altogether according to plan.

Take a look at Spider first, if you like. It’s got more twists and sharp corners than Bear, but each follows a fairly similar plotline—Jack’s sense of humor takes him too far, and disaster follows. At a certain point you’ll be watching through your fingers. No surprise that Jack has a different girlfriend (Teresa Palmer) in the sequel.

Man, what is it about Australia (Edgerton’s home turf) that’s so skin-crawly? Between these short films and the stomach-knotting Snowtown Murders and the seamless sang-froid of Julia Leigh’s Sleeping Beauty, I’m starting to see this continent as one to avoid at all costs. Even the accent is creeping me out these days.

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Snoop Explains His Transition to Snoop Lion in New Doggumentary

You’ve probably already seen the news that Snoop Dogg has publicly announced his transition into the reggae singer and partaker of traditional Jamaican rituals, now with the more symbolically apt name of Snoop Lion. You have already probably had more than your fair share of geeky friends speculate over whether or not Snoop Mountain Lion will be next. You maybe possibly groaned about any or all of these things.

Luckily, there is a handy documentary premiering September 7th at the Toronto Film Festival that provides some perhaps needed context on Snoop Lion’s animalistic switcheroo (and no, it has nothing to do with the Animorphs #rememberthe90s). Reincarnated, produced by Snoop’s own Snoopadelic Films in partnership with VICE Films, traces Snoop’s journey from canine to feline as he goes to Jamaica, gets religion and makes an album with Diplo. The film finds the emcee having traveled creatively and emotionally quite a ways from Tha Doggumentary in some respects, but in interviews, he seems the same Snoop he’s always been—dreads, lots of smoke surrounding the scene, the same onstage charisma. He tells the camera his career has been in stages, and he’s moved on to the next, to make an album away from the themes that made him famous and to do an album with no rapping. "I didn’t just want to come here and say I made a record in Jamaica and grew some dreadlocks," he says. "Rastafari brought me here." Whether or not the new Snoop is a permanent shift, the documentary still looks like a good time. Check the trailer below. 

You can also listen to Snoop’s first reggae single, "La La La," below:

Linkage: Uggie To Bark A Memoir, E! Gives Scripted TV A Try

Is there nothing this dog can’t do? Uggie, the adorable and talented dog from The Artist, has been tapped to "bark" a memoir for Gallery Books. Human author Wendy Holden will be on paw to translate. [ArtsBeat]

For their first forays into scripted television, E! Entertainment is working on a Wizard of Oz inspired series (Dorthy), a modern-day re-staging of Anne Boleyn and Henry VIII’s story in modern day (Anne of Hollywood), and of course the required legal thriller (Juror #9) and detective procedural (Amy Devlin Mysteries). As if their real-life stars aren’t drama enough… [Deadline]

Busy busy, Miss Rooney Mara is circling yet another project, this one a story about outlaws featuring Ben Foster and Casey Affleck called Ain’t Them Bodies Saints. [PlayList]

Is your online presence more "completely nuts" Rihanna or "cool" and "poised" Beyoncé? [BitsBlog]

This summer, John Darinielle is reissuing early Mountain Goats’ cassettes Hound Chronicles and Hot Garden Stomp as a digital or a cd compilation. "No one anticipated their coming into the world, and very few noticed or cared," writes Darinelle of the tapes original release. "The obscurity in which these songs were incubated and born and brought into their faint light is a state of being which has passed into history." [Pitchfork]

Vice turns a camera back at the paparazzi to give them a taste of their own medicine. [Vice]

Rick Ross Celebrates the Launch of in Brooklyn

In case you haven’t heard the news yet, Vice Magazine is primed, ready, and roaring to infiltrate your Google Reader after officially retrieving the domain from its former XXX-rated owner. To celebrate, they threw an enormous bash called the Upfront party at Skylight One Hanson in Brooklyn, filling up both floors. The Boss man himself, Rick Ross, was invited to commemorate the achievement (after previously scheduled headliner The Weeknd pulled out). Ever seen hipsters crowd surf to “Hustlin?” Yeah—until last night, most people hadn’t either.

Before debauchery went down there were a few formalities, including a proud talk from Vice CEO Shane Smith, who highlighted the company’s growth and their latest initiatives—which include a new HBO series this fall, plus partnerships with brands like Huffington Post/Aol. From there, it was all fun and games, plus a lot of booze and even a few strippers.


Talent was distributed between two stages in the massive vaulted space, and Brooklyn-based band Tanlines, plus Unknown Mortal Orchestra and Death From Above 1979, performed some of their hits, warming up the crowd for the Ricky Rozay, who didn’t take the stage till around 1am. While maneuvering through the wayward crowd, doing our best not to spill our prized rum and coke, we spotted a few friendly faces, like our favorite jokers Das Racist. Victor Vasquez was even nice enough to point us in the direction of the sliders. (We never made it to them; The bar was much closer).


By the time Rick Ross arrived, the crowd was successfully sloshed, and that familiar Maybach Music jingle was magic to our collective ears. Including the opening performance of “John,” Ross delivered about ten tracks, most notably “Hustlin,” and this year’s runaway smash “9 Piece.” Still a banger, even without Lil Wayne.

Trends Better Off Dead

Ever wish you could resurrect defunct trends like wet curls or Jnco’s? Probably not. Just because society collectively thought it cool to purposefully grease-ify hair or wear pants cut so wide they could fit four limbs in each leg, doesn’t mean it was a good idea. Hence the thinking behind Vice’s latest “Modern Day Fashion Bum-outs,” or “Today’s Trends Are Tomorrow’s Giggles.” From fake skin to good hygiene, Vice guides us through the most bizarre fashion trends taking place today that will likely disappear before next season.

That said, I’d like to take issue with a few new styles surfacing on fashion blogs around the Interweb that I believe should have been left for dead long before they made it through production. First off: the lace bell bottom. Just like no-pants, the cut is flattering for maybe 0.001% of body types. So, if you’re not Erin Wasson or Lou Doillon, there’s little chance in hell you’ll have any success pulling this look off. Also gravely disappointing, the resurgence of the cargo pant. And I’m not just talking about among frat boys. Apparently everyone from Balmain to J. Brand have embraced the 90s style for spring. But, why? Just for the sake of having more pockets? It’s right up there with socks with sandals.