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Chelsea

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Chelsea

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Chelsea is a recurring place in the Collected Agenda archive, appearing 5 times across 5 issues between May 19, 2024 and November 05, 2025. The archive places it in contexts such as “I still want to walk to Chelsea after work”; “David Zwirner’s Chelsea gallery”; “a taxi cab from Chelsea down to where the East River runs”. It most often appears alongside Confessions, KGB, New York.

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  • Category: Places
  • Mention count: 5
  • Issue count: 5
  • First seen: May 19, 2024
  • Last seen: November 05, 2025

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Recovered passages from the original issue text. When the raw archive preserved outbound links inside the source passage, they are listed directly under the quote.

COLLECTED AGENDA #1
May 19, 2024 · Original source
Raining in the evening, but I still want to walk to Chelsea after work. Lecture with Bill Armstrong at the School for Visual Art. I don’t typically find photo theory interesting, but I do like career retrospective lectures, and the artist blurs the images in ways I really like. Later, dinner at The Knickerbocker; coziest restaurant and the best steak in New York. The only steak house in New York. Ordering - dirty martini, cocktail shrimp, medium aged rib eye with onion rings, creamed spinach, mashed potatoes
Inline links: Bill Armstrong, The Knickerbocker
Collected Agenda with Sam Falb
October 09, 2024 · Original source
Go on a gallery walk – see the Doug Wheeler exhibition at David Zwirner’s Chelsea gallery. It’s immersive, like walking into a murky universe of fog and mystery. The nearby Gladstone Gallery also has a particularly splashy show of paintings. You could then get ice cream, whether at Cafe Panna, that weird Venchi or the aforesaid Pasticerria Rocco in the West Village, or one of the new Salt and Straw locations. As the sun sets, leisurely bike downtown to my friend Taryn’s photography book launch. You might find yourself on the patio at Basement, Singer’s, or that bar to cap the night off.
Inline links: Doug Wheeler exhibition, Gladstone Gallery, Cafe Panna, Venchi, Pasticerria Rocco, Salt and Straw, photography book launch, Basement, Singer’s, that bar
Live Diary.
April 04, 2025 · Original source
Monday, April 1 My mind was reeling so fast in my Irish Literature class this evening. I started flicking through Internet Web Applications at warpspeed. I made some calls. I didn’t go crazy. “Saying no is a far more reliable path to avoiding sin than saying yes”, I heard someone say, through my fog, through the haze - that snapped me out of it quite quickly. “What if you literalize that, and just say no to everything?” a quiet girl across from me asked. I wrote this part down - “JUST SAY NO TO EVERYTHING!!!!” It was humid, heavy, soon-to-be-hot spring, today, in New York. I lost my head. Truly. I became very braindead very quickly, today. I recovered as best I could. It’s the way these things always go. Unmoored from the interactions you’ve been taking for granted, you’ve been alone with your thoughts and suddenly, you’ve found yourself thinking Nothing At All, and Saying A Lot Out Loud And Saying A Lot Online. You realize, suddenly, how wrong this all is, and then you become briefly concerned that maybe, suddenly, it is already too late for you. Or maybe it isn’t too late after all.. Water on the windowsill. I remember spring two years ago, a taxi cab from Chelsea down to where the East River runs near the Lower East Side. I wore a yellow dress and I ran like the wind from the river to the hotel bar. The fires. The maggots. It was that day in New York when it felt like cosmically, biblically, something bad was probably about to happen. The Seven Plagues. The air was thicker and hotter, then. I am thinking about that day because I was braindead on the Internet then, too. Celsius, protein bar, things had begun all thick and ugly and then I’d been whisked away into a big black car, shuttled to the bar at Nine Orchard, my friends convincing me to stick around and then I did, I stuck around for a while, I never really left after that, come to think of it. “It’s Deep Tech Week in New York,” Shannon tells me, today - whatever that means. She sends me an event as such, and I investigate the schedule for the rest of this week from there. Deep Tech Week is a week of events about Tech, and they added the word Deep in front of it to make it seem more cool, I realize quickly. “Turning Science Fiction into Reality,” the text on the website says, and I don’t really like the sound of that. I find that premise, as strictly a premise, material reality aside, even, to be nearly cartoonishly evil. But, I suppose I’ll try to be less pedantic. I eat a sugar cookie (gluten free). Two protein bars from that new brand DAVID. A brand activation crispy sandwich from Joe And The Juice. The packaging is orange instead of that usual nice pastel pink. KEVIN DURANT, the packing says. It is nine pm, and I am suddenly ravenous. Good. Looks like I got my corporeality back. I really was planning to go to the Deep Tech Party tonight, but the rain started in an instant, in the exact instant I was set to leave, really. Like it’s trying to communicate some form of serendipity, reason, warning, whatever. Monday is the day where I let myself get every last thing done on my phone. My eyes burn. It rots the soul. My week continues and I become much more particular with myself. Tuesday, April 2 It’s not that I mind being kind of exhibitionist, even, but I can’t control the feedback loop and I start to drive myself mad. Taking stock of the state of the union like THINGS THAT ARE "IN": Swimming
Inline links: https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!Yntp!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F160f61ba-48c8-4c23-92f8-600a970e8eb0_708x484.png
generative and godly secrets
May 27, 2025 · Original source
From 7:30pm - 10pm at artXnyc (Chelsea) —DOOMERS returns for a special three night encore. - “following the unraveling of a tech company as its leaders clash over ambition, ethics, and the dangerous pursuit of Artificial General Intelligence.”
Inline links: artXnyc, DOOMERS
From 7:30pm - 10pm at artXnyc (Chelsea) —DOOMERS closing night - “in humanity's last act, who plays God.” I really can’t recommend this play enough, and if you haven’t seen it yet, then you really should see it tonight!
Inline links: artXnyc, DOOMERS
Fever Dreams
November 05, 2025 · Original source
From 6pm - 8pm — It’s a big night of openings in Chelsea. Joan Mitchell works on paper from 1960 - 1965 at David Zwirner, Richard Prince never-before-seen recent works at Gagosian, Alex Da Corte new sculptures at Matthew Marks.
Inline links: Joan Mitchell, Richard Prince, Alex Da Corte

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