The Abject Intimacies of Chris Curreri
I would like to be like water or rather like milk – completely pourable am right now more like stone but like sand or…
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I would like to be like water or rather like milk – completely pourable am right now more like stone but like sand or…
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Like teeth crowding a dark mouth, Jasmine Reimer’s Small Obstructions pushes crude objects up through a dusky space – and then pocks them with…
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The Montreal Museum of Fine Arts can’t send me Robert Mapplethorpe’s most explicit and notorious photographs, despite exhibiting them. It doesn’t have the copyright…
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Sara Cwynar is just young enough to speak the mother-tongue of post-photography. Certainly her work assumes the dimensionality of an exploded medium and exercises…
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I spend most of my life on the internet. I work here, I entertain myself here; I distract, delay, advance, compose, and channel myself…
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On April 19, 2016, Momus presented a talk by award-winning art critic and former Momus contributing editor Orit Gat titled “If It Looks Like Zeitgeist, It Might be Anxiety: Art After…
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The spiritual iconographies of Paul Petro’s roster are many. Robert Flack’s seven chakras series from the 1990s; Stephen Andrews’s heaven painting, and The Apostles;…
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It’s tempting to consider Kristine Moran’s most recent work as a pivot-point in an ascendency from abstraction to figuration. Figures, indeed, are emerging from…
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I woke up this morning to find that Jon McCurley was emitting tiny wails from the “isolation chamber” of Facebook late last night, a…
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