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How to Meet Girls at Art Galleries in New York City

This is a guest post by Kid Strangelove. Kid originally published this article at his own blog on December 16, 2011, but he deleted the site a while ago so he could focus on other projects. He asked me if I’d be willing to re-post some of his articles on my blog and I said yes.

Wow, it’s been a long time since I last wrote anything, and the story of my absence is a little longer than what I’m prepared to write about right now. But let’s leave it at this: for now, I’m single(ish) and rusty(ish), so I had to revisit some of my old NYC girl-hunting stomping grounds, and the NYC arts scene is one of the best things the city has to offer.

First, let’s set some ground rules. I am a New Yorker first and foremost, and I love this city and the variety it brings to my everyday life. Throughout history, New York has been the world center of art, finance, technology, politics, and culture in some way, shape, or form. However, there has been a new wave in New York, a wave set on giving the city an non-threatening, one-size-fits-all appearance. Be it the Sex and the City clones that demand countless boutiques and bistros, or the hipsters that out-irony themselves into absurdity, part of New York is becoming an absolute parody.

So, the first rule of artfagging is this…

You are a guest in the art scene, and you will respect its goals and aesthetic. You will not roll in there with five of your button-down shirt bros ready to bro out (fear not, there are plenty of places in NYC to do that), and you will not try to take over the scene. I am extremely conflicted about releasing this info, so please BE KIND TO THE ARTS SCENE, AND IT WILL BE KIND TO YOU.

The New York City arts scene is centered around galleries scattered throughout the city, exhibiting certain works for a certain period of time. However, for just about every single show, there is an opening, and that’s where we find you, the eager NYC arts macker. In my experience, there are two main types of gallery macking options, both of you will require you to be familiar with my number one arts wingman, ArtCat, a directory of gallery openings:

  1. The Individual Gallery Show: these are scattered throughout the city. You can see the art, talk to people, and grab some free drinks (don’t forget to tip, asshole, seriously).
  2. The Gallery Hop: this is the same as above, except it is centered around the Chelsea neighborhood on Thursday evenings, from 6pm to 8pm. There are usually several gallery opening receptions going on simultaneously, so lots of people just go from one gallery opening to the next, drink (tip, you asshole), and enjoy art.

The cool part about meeting women here is that you barely need any game. Just check out a piece of art, refill your wine glass, and comment on the things you see. There are not that many people that appreciate art, but 99 percent of the people there like to think that they do, so someone will immediately strike up a conversation with you. Within minutes, you’ll be talking about other stuff and cracking jokes, and you’ll be exactly at the point of the conversation where you think you should take it a little bit further.

Now, when the clock strikes 8 and the galleries start to clear out, people will be buzzed, but it’s still only 8pm: very, very early. So start making your move towards a nearby bar.

This post feels a little too cut and dry and has a really “just go with it” feel in terms of the advice. While I know that a lot of guys who have trouble meeting girls need step-by-step instructions to feel confidant in what to do, I say forget that. Do what you want to do (while still obeying the law of course) and move things along at the pace that you want to move things along (while sometimes pushing your own limits in the process).

I don’t really know who my readers are. Heck, I don’t even know if I still have readers after a year of barely writing, but whoever you are, you should know that social interaction is an improv play. You just need to shout out a topic first.


Tl;dr version of this article: go to ArtCat and don’t be a dick.

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