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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Forcing the Fortuitous: Tacita Dean Searches for Luck
Nothing is more frightening than not knowing where you’re going, but then again nothing can be more satisfying than finding you’ve arrived somewhere without…
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Wifredo Lam: The Albissola Years
It was his spirit of collaboration and friendship that first brought my father to the Italian coastal town of Albissola, just west of Genoa….
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