The Sound of Broken Eggshells. Luzie Meyer
In June 2025, I enter the former canteen of the Sophiensæle in Berlin and hear sounds moving through the room.…
In June 2025, I enter the former canteen of the Sophiensæle in Berlin and hear sounds moving through the room.…
Rose Salane’s newly commissioned film Mercurial New York (2026), debuting at the 61st Venice Biennale, “In Minor Keys,” curated by…
The press communication for Sanya Kantarovsky’s show “Basic Failure” led with his painting Boy with Cigarette (2026), in which a hollow-eyed boy…
You have not yet fully entered when the word “slag” finds you. The gallery is still opening itself, the walls…
I first encountered Ian Waelder’s work at Kestner Gesellschaft in Hannover, in “thereafter” (2025). What struck me was how insistently…
Living in the United States in the spring of 2026 is akin to living in the center of a hurricane…
On a balmy evening in late April, after Lina Lapelytė’s performers had finished performing, Sam Bardaouil said Berlin’s Hamburger Bahnhof…
Seeing a painter’s studio always feels intimate. It’s impossible to keep your eyes from darting around. Soaking up the surround. Trying to piece…
I am made and remade continually. Different people draw different words from me. — Virginia Woolf, The Waves[1] Last Christmas,…
“A trembling dissolution filled the birds — The substance of their being was undone, And they were lost like shade…
It’s the first official pre-opening day of the 61st Venice Biennale and we, a group of eager art tourists, are…
Brook Hsu’s “The Barcelona Pavilion” at Kraupa-Tuskany Zeidler begins with a paradox: a building conceived as an emblem of permanence that…
I texted photographer Bella Newman, “I think we get lost in the girlhood of it all.” She texted back, “You hit the…
Like an owner that begins to resemble their dog, we humans have grown closer to our technologically saturated environments. What…
On the radio recently, I heard news of an Israeli bombing of an apartment building in Beirut that killed everyone…
Merde. This is the first thought that takes shape in my head once I’ve acclimatized to the mammoth undertaking that I’ve just agreed to. Koyo…