Owning a car is an American birthright. It is the personalization of American power, prosperity, and autonomy.
Late in October, when I entered painter Rita Ackermanns studio in Brooklyns Navy Hill, she was working on three works on paper on the floor, pouring thinned cerulean blue paint, stopping, looking, working the paint into forms with a wide brush, then stopping and looking again.
Joan Simon has worked as a writer, editor, and curator over the past 30 years. Of her approach to researching subjects, Simon observes, I take a bath in it. Get immersed in it. And then see, feel, sense, think about, whats there, the details as well as emerging patterns, and follow-up with further research.
Looking beyond the literal connection between the materials utilized in Powders, a Phial, and a Paper Book, a group show at Marlborough, Chelsea, and the exhibition’s titular references to The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, it is the dated milieu of Robert Louis Stevenson’s novel that most clearly resonates with the odd feel of this exhibition.
Cherry and Martin is spelled out in compact, white neon letters centered in a long, narrow window set above eye level in a painted brick façade. Driving by the building on South La Cienega Boulevard in West Los Angeles, I think fleetingly that it might be a bar
Japanese artist Tatzu Nishis temporary modern tree houseencasing the marble statue of Christopher Columbus at Columbus Circleshows how much we ignore in plain sight, even when it is set directly in front of us.
The studio of mixed-media artist Jung ah Kim is located on the second floor of 56 Bogart Street in Bushwick. Just opposite the Morgan stop on the L train, her building is one of the areas original artists studio buildings, now numbering in the hundreds.
Her eyes are closed and her mouth smiles quietly. Pulsing slightly, she is silent for several seconds, then her mouth pops open. She cries out in a sharp, barking moan. As if surprised from sleep, but not yet awake, her eyes open wide and the camera catches a glint in the whites of her eyes. With her eyes and mouth still open, her head rolls slowly back, dropping below the camera frame.
Here the audience has an opportunity to view, as a whole, his assembly of incongruous materials, which have been transformed with meticulous devotion into objects deformed by genetics and depraved acts.
A.I.R. Gallery in Dumbo kicked off 2014 with a large women-only group exhibition, curated by celebrated feminist artist and writer Mira Schor.
Just over a month after the opening of Cy Twomblys exhibition of sculpture at MoMA, the artist died at age 83. Located in the museums fourth floor foyer gallery, the collection overlooks the lush, bustling sculpture garden beyond the exterior glass wall.
To coincide with the inclusion of the artists work in MoMAs current Print/Out exhibition, the typed, printed, molded, and designed room-sized installation by Romanian identical twins Gert and Uwe Tobias (originally shown at Frieze Fair in 2007), has been reinstalled at Team Gallerys Wooster Street location.
To counter perceived favoritism toward the medium of painting at the expense of sculpture in the marketplace and in critical discourse, this entertaining show intends to even the score. Bluster is good for business, but the underdog stance of the work doesnt come as much from it being sculpture as it does from being subversive. An equally good title would be This Is What Activist Art Looks Like.
Savage Beauty, the lush, theatrically presented retrospective of Alexander McQueen’s couture design in the Metropolitan Museum of Art’s Contemporary Art Wing, feels heavy with mourning.
Alan Shieldss operative medium is pure color. His passive, infused, or diluted application of paint through tints, prints, stains, and stencils leaves his work vulnerable to the conditions under which it is viewed, bringing to mind the seacoast or a broad expanse of field where the light and weather are in perpetual flux.
BC uses the methods and materials associated with industries adjacent to the art worldincluding fashion, publishing, and filmmakingto challenge suspect, high-minded, commercial, or subversive impulses within both the realm of fine art and the real world beyond.
Theres the party and then theres the day aftereating leftovers and talking about the party with friends who couldnt make it. 179 Canal/Anyways has a little of that next-day feel. Margaret Lee organized 179 Canal/Anyways at White Columns as a non-retrospective look at 179 Canal, a collaborative wellspring of art invention she nurtured during a 15-month span starting in March 2009.
The beating heart of the three-person exhibit at Derek Eller is Adam Marnies larger-than-life, floral bouquet collaged and carved directly into the entrance foyers sheetrock. Color Xerox enlargements cut, torn, and glued; flower shapes, negative space, and shadow edges traced and carved out of the wall; and drips of adhesive all form elements of the rhythmic composition.
Mind the Gap, a group exhibition at Kent Fine Art, is rife with framed, cream and gray, rectangular works which anchor unruly neighboring pieces displaying buckled textures, blurred resolution, or smoky graphite diffusion.
A white T-shirt I have reads in hand-written black marker, NAME 10 FEMALE ARTISTS & WILL GIVE YOU A KISS. Artist Nicole Nadeau made the shirt for the Clitney Perennial, a rogue art intervention I initiated at the Whitney Biennial this year.