Jack Whitten, Human Xerox Machine
Tilt your ear to a Jack Whitten painting and you might hear music. “You gotta be able to think like John Coltrane to do…
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“I Always Wanted to Participate”: In Conversation with Vijay Masharani
At three intervals throughout Vijay Masharani’s eighteen-minute video Good Attack (2021), the camera fixates on a sign hanging in a pet store above the…
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A Note on Omission: Navigating Institutional Censorship and the Need for Repair
When I used the term “Muslim body” in my curatorial note* for an exhibition in New Delhi last year, I did not anticipate the…
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The Close-Up Reveals Nothing: How Deborah-Joyce Holman Complicates Interiority
A soft, warm light morphs into a shadow of a woman’s braided hair on the back of her neck. There is the sound of…
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A Model for Risk-Taking: Arthur Tress’s Grotesque Allegory of a Presidential Cabinet
“What do you see when you look at pictures of President Trump’s cabinet?” asks writer David French in an interactive web exclusive that ran…
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Implied Threat, Implied Responsibility: Elizabeth Catlett at the National Gallery of Art
At this time when we are fighting an all out war against tyranny and oppression, it is extremely important that the picture of Negro…
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End of the World: Revisiting a Lost Future at Spiral Jetty
They arrive at my Salt Lake City apartment in the middle of the afternoon on the tenth of September, 2016, and we’re on the…
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Improvising at the Edge of the World: Joan Jonas at the Gund
Somewhere in the stratosphere between Ohio and New York, cumbersome bodies bumping against pockets of turbulence, my mind turned to the title of Lucie…
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A Punk-Rock Polyglot: The Subversive Riffing of Carole Caroompas
The late artist Carole Caroompas was once asked why rock and roll provided such generative source material for her paintings and performance art. Caroompas…
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The Breathing Field of Marlon Kroll
I sat in the last row of the bus, watching the scenery dissolve into dusk, each passing moment echoing the temporal experience I’d just…
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