
Mia Sandhu Holds the Gaze Hostage
Seeing You, Seeing Me, Seeing You, as a title, is a bit misleading. At first blush, you couldn’t tell whether the figures in Mia…
Read MoreSeeing You, Seeing Me, Seeing You, as a title, is a bit misleading. At first blush, you couldn’t tell whether the figures in Mia…
Read MoreI, for one, want to be broken into pieces. The way sappy music breaks its lovers. We bright-lit gallery people are more reserved. But…
Read MoreOn the occasion of the opening of a Handful of Dust, at the Polygon Gallery in North Vancouver, visiting curator David Campany shared an…
Read MoreAmid a surging wave of political activism and newly liberated energies, Carolee Schneemann wrote, in 1968, that “perception should lead to action.” Schneemann suspected…
Read MoreIs there a color more indexical of melancholy than blue-grey? It is the color of fog, the color of nature suffused with an intelligence;…
Read MoreThe image disputes the presence of the thing. In the image, the thing is not content simply to be; the image shows that the…
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…
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