Dani Katz

Illustration by Dani Katz

You Say Lemur, I Say Tapir

After spending three months speculating about the mysterious shipping crates stacking up on the side of Pacific Coast Highway, just north of the Santa Monica Pier, I wasn’t going to let the persistent rain, being late for a lunch date or having to pee really badly stop me from taking......

Jesus May Be Magic, But His Ass Don’t Sing

I score the loading-zone space directly in front of the theater (a thousand chocolate frosted thank yous to the ignorant masses who know not the secret rules of L.A. loading zones). I saunter to the end of the already dense line and take my place among the slackers and the......

Lumpy, Bumpy and Beautiful

Billy Shire Fine Arts is playing host to a preview of Dave Cooper’s appropriately titled “Observations on the Soft Underbellies of Mostly Pillowy Girls,” and I sneak in with three friends. Mere moments after we get inside, we four supposed adults — whose respective ages begin with a numeric succession......

The Art of Masturbation

Tim Biskup sits behind a table smack dab in the middle of Billy Shire Fine Arts Gallery, looking all bright-eyed and bushy-faced, more slacker rock star than established art god. He dutifully doodles for the dozen or so adoring fans and collectors who are queued up for a chat and......

Semi-Naked Defiance

My girlfriend and I arrived late to the Topanga Beach Resistance Sexy Costume Party. We drove through a creek, wound our way around a tree and parked behind an economically diverse assortment of mud-splattered cars. Charlotte noted in sotto voce the Amazon woman wearing a string of Barbie dolls around......

The Beautiful and the Dead

When my girlfriend Minerva invited me to meet her at Ace Gallery for last Wednesday night’s opening extravaganza, I had little interest in the unveiling of Melanie Pullen’s “High Fashion Crime Scenes” exhibit. But I wanted to see Minerva and was mildly curious about what promised to be a dazzling......