
The Breathing Field of Marlon Kroll
I sat in the last row of the bus, watching the scenery dissolve into dusk, each passing moment echoing the temporal experience I’d just…
Read MoreI sat in the last row of the bus, watching the scenery dissolve into dusk, each passing moment echoing the temporal experience I’d just…
Read MoreI first observed the uncanny paintings of Ambera Wellmann in an intimate solo show at Toronto’s now-defunct Richard Rhodes Dupont Projects. A natural light…
Read MoreI first sat down with Jessica Bradley in late July, hoping to discuss her recently shuttered gallery. I was, at that time, wanting what…
Read MoreA dramatic narrative emerged in Toronto’s artworld, this fall, regarding the perceived challenge presented to Canada’s best-established international art fair, Art Toronto, by the…
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