Too, Too Solid Flesh: An Interview-Collage with Judith Supine
My friends in Detroit are obsessed with list-making. They’ve all been on the hunt for personalized license plates of late, exclaiming “BB Benz” or…
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Read MoreMarch 9, 2018 America Meredith Shockwaves shot through the Native artworld with the sad news that James Luna (Pooyukitchchum-Ipai-Mexican-American) had walked on. He…
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