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Tilt your ear to a Jack Whitten painting and you might hear music. “You gotta be able to think like John Coltrane to ...
Elizabeth Wiet. Elizabeth Wiet is a writer and editor based in New York. She is currently deputy editor at Topical Cream and contributing editor at Bidoun. Her writing has appeare ...
An eight-foot wooden ramp was propped up at a forty-five-degree angle in one corner. Knotted ropes hung from six holes drilled near the ramp’s… Read More Carla, Reviews • October 7, 2021 ...
When I used the term “Muslim body” in my curatorial note* for an exhibition in New Delhi last year, I did not anticipate the extent to which it would draw institutional ire. I had used it as an ...
Pablo Picasso is so famous and so ubiquitous and so dead that he is easy not to think about at all. It’s as though ...
Decolonization involves destruction and upheaval, but in equal measures is a process of creation—a radical world-building that imparts not only a political but cultural and ecological heritage. This ...
My favorite page in Rabbit-Hole, the latest bookwork by Sonja Ahlers, contains only one image and one line of text. The image is a scan of a slightly stained photograph of the artist in a lacy white ...
On August 29, 2023, the Globe and Mail published an article headlined “Toronto’s cash-strapped Artscape to enter receivership, end management of 14 artist facilities.” ...
And, like the world, a lunatic asylum is a mosaic of the passions. —An asylum doctor in the Sarthe, 1837Upon discovering an illness, it is ...
Shelly’s personae are disturbingly elaborate and just as self-contradictory, confusing, and multilayered as the reality we live in, largely because they often come from real-life experiences. They ...
In Matthew Wong’s oil painting See You On the Other Side (2019), a figure in blue stands at the edge of a frozen landscape and gazes out at a house beside a mountain. A red bird hovers just off shore, ...
Every five or six years, the painter Margaux Williamson quits painting. In these moments, she thinks she might not go back. But something always comes shuddering darkly up – an instinct, a distant ...