In the Cut. Frida Orupabo
Frida Orupabo’s work is uncompromisingly and unapologetically confrontational. Sifting through images in colonial archives, magazines, Tumblr, eBay, Renaissance paintings, B…
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Edgeplays. Stanislava Kovalčíková
St. Sebastian is a kinky pussyboy, or a honeytrap. Spank me, Blasphemy! Beamed into a bucolic, peachy saturnalia, his cock-ringed,…
Of Shadows. Sandra Mujinga
Time as a passage. History as landscaping. Society as malaise. Bodies as construction sites. Language as technology. Nature as not…
Katharina Grosse “Shifting the Stars” Centre Pompidou-Metz
The etymology of the verb “desire” refers to the disappearance of a star from human sight — desidere in Latin.…
Very Public, Riyadh. A Conversation with Alaa Tarabzouni and Fahad Bin Naif
It’s about 45ºC on the street. I’m standing between a hardware store and a biryani restaurant, ringing a doorbell amid…
Echoes in the Garden: Marina Xenofontos
Other echoes Inhabit the garden. Shall we follow? — T. S. Eliot, “Burnt Norton” (1936) A beat bounces off a…
“Arcadia” Bally Foundation / Lugano
“For one scant day he had loved himself, felt himself to be unified and whole, not split into hostile parts;…
Same is More: Parisian Architecture à l’identique
For a century, architecture has been a crippled art — every building that has been built proves it; formal combinations…
Fantasies of Value: Sara Cwynar
Like most disasters, it’s said the day was cloudless. It’s June 11, 1955, at 6:25 p.m. at the 24 Hours…
Mortal Machines: Mire Lee
Deep down, bodies are messy. Really messy. Filthy, sweaty, and grimy. All the soaps, creams, pastes, and perfumes can scrub…
Glory Whole. Jack O’Brien
Jack O’Brien is a master of the tease. Though culturally laden with sexual connotations, its potency is driven less by…
A NEW (ART) WORLD
We are living in surreal times. A lot of unimaginable things have happened over the past eight months, and we…
Storm Girl. A Conversation with Elizabeth Jaeger
“I alone (well, probably not) know the great secret of this existence, and I’ll have to live out the rest…
Jana Euler “Oilopa” WIELS / Brussels
At a time of climate upheaval, when every action and gesture is examined in terms of its carbon footprint, it’s…
How You’re Supposed to Be. A Conversation with Sylvie Hayes-Wallace
Sylvie Hayes-Wallace makes work by way of accumulation: out of the “ephemera” of living, out of emotional pain, selves and…
Submit to the Black Compost. 1 A Conversation with Rirkrit Tiravanija
I unfolded the letter and read the contents. The letter is a xeroxed copy. The first line of the letter…