Mixed Media

Artist Todd DiCiurcio draws live performances—literally

WENDOH photographer Hew Burney ascended from the Cosmopolitan’s P3 Studio to Stitched, where I work, with an urgent message: “You gotta come see this.” I obliged, still unaware of the reason, but trusting it would be a treat. P3 Studio, the property’s artist-in-residence program, deserves praise for curating eclectic artistic talent. Even so, this experience would be unlike any “art” I’ve witnessed.

About 20 guests packed the studio, where New York-based artist Todd DiCiurcio was winding down his two-week residency. DiCiurcio takes contemporary mixed media to the max, drawing the live musical performances of other artists using graphite and ink grounds—a combination of ink and water on paper. There’s a raw audiovisual dialogue between the experiential art and the live music and it’s perfectly suited for the intimate gallery space.

On display were DiCiurcio’s drawings from recent live Cosmopolitan performances including Band of Horses, Marina and the Diamonds, Aloe Blacc and New Beat Fund (they’re now available through the Westwood Gallery in Soho, NY). On that night, a soulful and barefoot Chelsea Tyler sang (the spitting image of her father and Aerosmith frontman Steven Tyler), while her boyfriend, Jon Foster, DJd. The duo, known as Badbad, was making its first public performance at this unannounced micro-concert.

Foster’s music has a minimal, electro-R&B vibe, Tyler’s vocals are passionate and affecting and DiCiurcio’s artwork feels primitive and spontaneous. Jointly, the DJ+vocal+visual artists blended beautifully, making me crave more genre-bridging art forms.

Follow Todd DiCiurcio on Twitter and catch him next time he’s nearby. Also keep an ear out for Badbad, purportedly touring this summer.

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