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…
Read MoreOn 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…
Read MoreWhat’s at stake – aesthetically and politically – when we imagine the drone as an emblem for contemporary society? Consider the range of artistic…
Read MoreWhat should artists do in a time of crisis? This grave question haunted the avant-garde movements of the early twentieth-century. In the wake of…
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