Decolonization is Not a Metaphor: The Toronto Biennial Fights its Frame
The fanfare and the pageantry of press junkets, patrons’ previews, and inaugural performances have long subsided. A reluctant holdout, I belatedly find myself in…
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John Boskovich Steers His Own “Recovery”
In the fall of 2018 the Guggenheim presented a retrospective of 19th-century Swedish artist Hilma af Klint to a zealous, if unsuspecting, audience. The…
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A Provisional Biennial Amid Istanbul’s Endless Restoration
Everything is always under construction. In Istanbul, Hagia Sophia, the famed church-turned-mosque-turned-museum, has, over the centuries, seen earthquakes, bloodbaths, and any number of politically…
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Unequal Planes: Vancouver’s Architectural Clash of Ideal and Real
When socio-political awareness gathers to a breaking point, and nerves are raw, and people start getting fed up, fantasy runs into problems. In fraught…
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Fantastic Emissions: Mika Rottenberg’s Labor of Mystification
“Once in a while it happens that I vomit up a bunny,” confesses the narrator of Julio Cortázar’s “Letter to a Young Lady in…
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The Tautological Reeling of Young & Giroux
“When a point becomes movement and line, it takes up time. Similarly, when a line pulls itself out into a plane. And the same…
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The Eerie Optimization of “Self-Care” Decor
Amid the panicked anticipation of an “automation revolution” in the workforce, some of the safest labor sectors remain those dominated by women workers. Perhaps…
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The Orgasmic Capacity of Color: Judy Chicago’s Los Angeles
Throughout this period I was also discovering that I was multi-orgasmic … I was developing color systems which made forms turn, dissolve, open, close,…
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The Thread of the Weave: Meaning from Material at Oakville Galleries
In an era of unprecedented political and ecological crisis, what does it mean for the public when the exhibitionary complex turns its gaze away…
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Love and Loneliness: Queering Modernisms in Figurative Painting
I work on 22nd Street in the Chelsea gallery district of Manhattan, so it was easy to notice the painting. Louis Fratino’s I keep…
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