
On the Subtle Joy of Agnes Martin
Agnes Martin began her lecture at Yale University with a deep breath … slowly, in and out. It was the mid-1970s, and Martin (1912–2004) was…
Read MoreAgnes Martin began her lecture at Yale University with a deep breath … slowly, in and out. It was the mid-1970s, and Martin (1912–2004) was…
Read MoreDear Dick, I’m wondering why every act that narrated female lived experience in the ‘70s has been read only as “collaboration” and “feminist.” The…
Read MoreIt’s a media cliché that more has changed in the last ten years in journalism than in the century before that. Yesterday’s big news…
Read MoreFour square all light sheer white blank planes all gone from mind. Never was but grey air timeless no sound figment the passing light….
Read MoreThe most grievous problem with post-internet art has been its nebulousness. If, as Saelan Twerdy recently claimed in Momus, post-internet art may have reached…
Read MoreAmazon’s recent announcement that it will begin paying authors who self-publish on the retailer’s various Kindle platforms according to the number of pages users…
Read MoreOnce a train station, Berlin’s Hamburger Bahnhof museum now facilitates transportive experiences. There in a large hall, forty-five paintings currently hang in pairs, one…
Read MoreOne of Tracey Emin ’s best known and most controversial works, My Bed, first made in 1998, and once in private hands, is now on…
Read MoreFirst you pass through a canyon of glass bank towers, hugging the 110 on either side, concrete overpasses and underpasses, off-ramps and onramps, exits…
Read MoreIn a recent essay for Artforum, Jon Rafman described his early work as “romantic.” Specifically, he cited his virtual safaris of Kool-Aid Man in…
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