Pinning Whiteness to the Wall: The Violent Theater of Rosalind Fox Solomon
There’s nothing I love more than a feminist killjoy, and in Liberty Theater, Rosalind Fox Solomon just might ruin your day. This solo exhibition…
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A Study in American Denial: David Wojnarowicz’s Return to the Piers
In 1991, the year before he died from AIDS, David Wojnarowicz asked his friend and occasional collaborator, Marion Scemana, to accompany him on one…
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Carolee Schneemann’s Ethics of Eros
Amid a surging wave of political activism and newly liberated energies, Carolee Schneemann wrote, in 1968, that “perception should lead to action.” Schneemann suspected…
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O Narciso: The Streets Look Back at Hudinilson Jr.
Too marginal, or too resistant, to be an active player within contemporary Brazilian art to reap its rewards, Hudinilson Jr. has only recently gained…
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Wealth and Lust in Monaco: The Sensuous Illusions of Tom Wesselmann
The vitality of sexual liberation in a perpetual summer, slick with a well-advertised promise of paradise. Sunstroked bodies lotioned and perfumed with coconut sunblock…
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A Long, Dull Shadow: Georg Baselitz’s Legacy of Misogyny
The erection that introduces Baselitz: Six Decades seems an appropriate prelude to what follows. That it protrudes like Pinocchio’s nose from a disproportionately small…
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Recognition and Reckoning: Montreal’s Alternative Art Spaces at the Crossroads
On a sunny weekend in June, a multigenerational crowd of artists and art enthusiasts flocked to a series of vacant storefronts and office spaces…
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Worrying the Note: A German Stage for Arthur Jafa’s Black-American Chorus
Arthur Jafa’s exhibition at the Julia Stoschek Collection exceeds the oft-recited cliché that “context matters.” In Berlin, it forms an imagistic phenomena, like some luminescent…
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Abjection Without Splendor: Günter Brus and Transgression’s Diminishing Returns
It must also be said that the painter is not hysterical, in the sense of a negation in negative theology. Abjection becomes splendor, the…
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Courting Exhaustion: Manifesta’s Dog Days
On the second day of Manifesta I’m flat on a bench amidst the splendor of Palermo’s Botanical Garden, head resting on my biennial tote…
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