The New York Art Book Fair may be crowded and visually exhausting, but I missed it. Where else can a high-profile art gallery, antique bookseller and 22-year-old Zenster share the space for a sweaty weekend?
For this year’s iteration, the first IRL show in New York since 2019, Printed Matter took the show off the MoMA PS1 and returned to the site of its first event, which took place in 2006: 548 West 22nd Street in Chelsea.
A lot has changed in the past 16 years, but artist Noah Lyons has had a booth at every gallery.
He told me from his station on the fourth floor, where he was selling his signature buttons along with a new zine called weird. “After 16 years, the zen culture is huge, and I think the show has contributed a lot to that,” he added.
Indeed, the sea of umbrellas that greeted me upon my arrival points to the economy of a healthy art book. Somehow, I managed to get around the long line and make my way through the exhibitors’ door and in drier conditions. Then I was bombarded with the usual aesthetic bombardment: books, decorations, T-shirts, posters from every corner of the art world and counterculture.
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