I don’t like Agnes Martin. Do you have a problem with that? How can we have a dialogue if we only think and talk about what we like? I didn’t like her, but […]
Brody and Green paint unpeopled, brightly colored, constructed landscapes. By constructed I mean they are neither observed from nature nor painted from photographs. In both men’s work, video games come to mind—specifically the background landscapes […]
“Mastry” is in part pleasure, in part pain. Are the parts equal? That’s what I feel so confused about. In the wall info next to an early self-portrait, Marshall refers to Ralph Ellison: “Ellison’s notion […]
She beguiled me with her rainbows and whispered in my ear, “See how simple it can be?” So I went to school with Alma and she learned me. I started by trying to figure out […]
Staver creates a palette so disciplined and toned down that the light glaring or filtering in, catching an edge of a knife or the side of a goat or a swan or a cardinal’s breast […]
One reason that there is so little art criticism is that the shit just doesn’t seem worth talking about. Another is that the artist him-or herself incorporates all possible critiques. Like this crass half-assed factory-made […]
I wonder if other women or even children are beginning to think that adult males are becoming a little too comfortable with the role of the anti-hero? The hopeless, hapless guy who doesn’t know how […]
As a result of too-rapid expansion, unforeseen (?) interest payments due, and “ambitious” rebranding (among other things) the Met, like so many corporations, overstretched. The administration is therefore pursuing the standard corporate “solutions” we know […]
What next? Isis offers stuffed Mohammed? The Catholic Church sells plush Crucifixion with detachachable nails and a rubber hammer? Jesus wept. – CNQ to read more of What Meets the Eye
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