An Insipid Blame Game: Tony Cokes and the Monotony of Art About Trump
Over the past four decades, Tony Cokes has perfected the art of the social justice slideshow. His video essays pair appropriated text with corporate…
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The Anxious “I”: Walter Scott’s Autofictional Universe
Walter Scott faces a dilemma that has confronted many multi-disciplinary artists, especially those who work in both contemporary art and more mass-cultural fields: being…
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Waiting to Return to the Places We Were Going: Mapping Robin Cameron’s “Memory Palace”
Robin Cameron’s exhibition Memory Palace at Franz Kaka sits on the second floor. The stairs to the second floor are just inside the glass…
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Ambera Wellmann’s Big Swing
There’s been much talk of Ambera Wellmann’s show Logic of Ghosts at Kraupa-Tuskany Zeidler, but not much talk of her paintings. For in filling…
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Depleting Felix Gonzalez-Torres
In recent weeks, piles of fortune cookies materialized around the world – in art spaces, restaurants, and private homes in Dubai, Beijing, Montevideo, and…
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Blood and Paper: Zarina and the Currencies of Violence in India
This past winter was a tumultuous one for India. Braving police brutality and state repression, protests raged against draconian anti-Muslim legislation and a forthcoming…
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The Invention of the Humane: Ken Lum’s Collected Writings
I was planning to attend the Art Metropole launch of Everything is Relevant: Writings on Art and Life, Ken Lum’s book of his selected…
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The Lake and The Lake: Against Crisis as Narrative
A small white pile of foam glistens in the sun. Moments later it evaporates, its wetness seeped into the earth. By small I mean…
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Anna Oppermann Looks Down
In 1979 at a University of Kansas conference, a remarkably contemporary thesis about the Venus of Willendorf and other similar Upper Paleolithic “goddess” figurines…
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Living Fragments: On Berlin’s Winter of Broken Pieces
I, for one, want to be broken into pieces. The way sappy music breaks its lovers. We bright-lit gallery people are more reserved. But…
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