Cynthia Payne

Cynthia Payne lives in Brooklyn. Her work recently has appeared in The Paris Review Daily, Ploughshares, Women’s Review of Books, Liber, and the Brooklyn Rail.

Any discussion of Helen Frankenthaler’s achievement as a painter includes a few caveats about her privilege and the beauty of her work. Helen Frankenthaler: Painting without Rules at the Guggenheim Museum Bilbao provides a broad if shallow look at her career.

Helen Frankenthaler, Mornings, 1971. Acrylic and marker on canvas, 116 × 73 inches.  © 2025 Helen Frankenthaler Foundation, Inc. / Artists Rights Society (ARS), New York. Courtesy Guggenheim Museum Bilbao.

The British artist and writer Celia Paul has called herself an autobiographer rather than a painter of portraits. Her latest exhibit, Colony of Ghosts, is a deepening encounter with an artist seizing hold of her narrative with rare clarity and ferocity.

Celia Paul, Painter at Home, 2023. Oil on canvas, 72 x 58 inches. © Celia Paul. Courtesy the artist and Victoria Miro.

Curators Jill Lloyd of the Neue Galerie and Jay Clarke of the Art Institute of Chicago have expertly organized Ich Bin Ich / I Am Me, celebrating the achievement, range and depth of Paula Modersohn-Becker’s brief but prolific career.

Paula Modersohn-Becker: Ich Bin Ich / I Am Me
This focuses on the moral failings of artists, many of them men. Hopscotching through a century of art, this takes up the lives of artists who have disappointed Dederer, ranging from Picasso to Hemingway, Virginia Woolf to Sylvia Plath, Nabokov to Doris Lessing, Wagner to Michael Jackson.
Claire Dederer's Monsters: A Fan's Dilemma
Would she have used less ephemeral materials if she had known that she was going to die at thirty-four? The current exhibit of Eva Hesse’s Expanded Expansion at the Guggenheim begs that question.
Installation view, Eva Hesse: Expanded Expansion, Solomon R. Guggenheim Museum, New York. © Solomon R. Guggenheim Foundation, New York. Photo: Midge Wattles and Ariel Ione Williams.
This encounter between two women artists takes the unusual form of a one-sided correspondence. Separated by decades, the letters imagine them as companions able to scale the heights they deserve.
Celia Paul’s Letters to Gwen John

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