Oliver Katz
Oliver Katz is a contributor to the Brooklyn Rail.
I'm lost at the Biennale Arsenale and I can't find my parents
By Oliver KatzI’m starting a band called Doug Dimple and the Simple Pimples or maybe The Brazilian Pavilions and everyone’s waiting for this limp black cord to become electric and so am I and here it goes building up to a cacophonous staticky thrashing
Saturday Around Sara D. Roosevelt
By Oliver KatzI keep getting drawn into these pale purple outlines in the big painting facing the street, Burning Summit, which, like others in the show (all 2023), uses a palette that is disparate but deeply congruous. It’s only once you stand close that you can even see the wisps of green and halos of purple, but you realize that they’re doing heavy lifting, adding a sweet aesthetic nuance that’s almost geological.
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