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studio elliot goldstein: STILL DEADS/TEXT-PAINTINGS

THURSDAY MAY 3

8PM-4AM

PROJECT PARLOR 742 Myrtle Avenue  Brooklyn, NY 11205

BEATS X JLAMAR, COBRA KRAMES

Digital 7 Inch by elliotgoldstein

Autumn Text Painting MIXTAPE ep by elliotgoldstein 

• written,recorded, mixed and produced by elliot goldstein on iphone.

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A different detail from the same poster as below (2nd AVE/F TRAIN)

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Subway Poster Detail at 2nd ave on the F

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JLamar Wright DJ’d at Project Parlor in Bed-Stuy 6/18/11.

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briennewalsh:

Photographer of the Week: Elliot Goldstein

It’s very rare that I like an emerging photographer’s work, given all of the earnest and maudlin shit that’s out there. So when my friend asked me to go see his younger brother’s photographs, I was pretty skeptical that I’d like them.

But I visited Elliot in his studio yesterday in Brooklyn Heights, and I was pretty blown away, really against my will. Elliot’s images in jpegs are impressive—intriguing and contrasted. But blown up in real life, on large-scale canvases, they’re these ethereal, surrealist masterpieces, full of depth and texture and a confusion of space. 

I’m not the only one who’s impressed. He’s interning at Polaroid, he was given a solo show at Pratt, and William Wegman, the eponymous photographer of Weimaraners, has said of his new body of work:

“Man Ray meets Joel Peter Witkin at Freud’s house in Elliot Goldstein’s recent photographs. Other guests in attendance: Horst Horst, Hans Bellmer. Photographic cocktails were served and everyone had a weird and wonderful black and white time.”  

I mean, killer quote, no?

Anyway, check out his shit, I’ll post more this week. The one above is from his most recent series The Still Dead. Elliot says of it:

“The Still Dead is defined as a synthesis of two or more objects, one being dead, in a frame; people can be part of a Still Dead, but it cannot be only people — that would be a portrait.”

Morbid and sarcastic. I like it.

Elliot would be kind of a cool photographer to start collecting. He’s cheap (in a still-emerging, struggling way), he would probably invite you over to his place to see his stuff, maybe he’d give you a can of Tecate for your trouble. Also…he loves Lady Gaga, so you might have that in common.

I fucking hate art dealing, but if you’re interested in taking your first step towards becoming a collector, I’d put you in touch with Elliot, and let him do the dirty work of commodity exchanging with you. And then we could all go get drunk together…probably not.

I only exist virtually.

subway poster