Erin Lindholm
Judith Supine
By Erin LindholmA bald, bearded guy wearing a women’s mesh bathing suit and hot-pink spectacles showed up one day on a pair of blue steel doors on Crosby Street. By the mirth in his glance, his coy little grin, he knew the reactions he provoked and loved every minute of it.
RYOJI IKEDA Goes Big, Really Big
By Erin LindholmBy any standards, Ryoji Ikeda has been given an all-access pass worthy of rock star status: A pair of 40-foot tall screens for his black-and-white visuals; all 55,000 square feet of the Wade Thompson Drill Hall to fill with his stripped-down, sonic sounds; and the blessing of the Park Avenue Armory’s president and executive producer, Rebecca Robertson, to get loud.
![Installation view of Ryoji Ikeda’s “test pattern [nº 3],” a version of which is on view at the Park Avenue Armory as part of his digital and sonic installation the “transfinite.” Image courtesy Théâtre de Gennevilliers.](https://brooklynrail-web.imgix.net/article_image/image/8060/lindholm-web1.jpg?w=200&q=80&fit=max)
One Live Stitch
By Erin LindholmUnconfirmed reports of a giant starfish washing up on Scolt Head Island, a sandy spit of land off the Norfolk Coast in England, sent Anita Bruce, a textile artist and amateur zoologist, out combing the shoreline.
