Progresso / Club Adriatico
On a mild winter night I was sitting on a stoop outside of a club, in Milan, with a friend…
On a mild winter night I was sitting on a stoop outside of a club, in Milan, with a friend…
Hanging outside Zurich’s trashy but steadily gentrifying Langstrasse the other night, an older artist, who had grown up in the…
Ever since my first night out I have felt butterflies in my stomach when approaching club doors. For me…
In 1981 my engagement with the culture of counter-consciousness, self-organization and DIY was stimulated by an accidental meeting on the…
Down a flight of stairs, beneath an unremarkable, noisy pub in Stoke Newington, North London, lies a basement club called…
Électron libre is one of my favorite French expressions. In English it is sometimes translated as “free spirit,” though the…
Oblivion We see a beautiful woman with a large bust, her head covered in white bubbles, her eyes closed, her…
Last year I was brainstorming with Jeffrey Deitch about a possible exhibition at his gallery in New York. The show…
Last year, an overdue first survey exhibition of the work of Los Angeles-based artist Tim Hawkinson — co-organized by the…
Eve Sussman’s 89 Seconds at Alcazar premiered at the 2004 Whitney Biennial. The film is a restaging of Velasquez’ Las…
Mapping the visual arts landscape of the City of Angels is a wild ride into an entrepreneurial heaven. Because the…
Damián Ortega makes sculpture with different techniques and materials, and with a special interest in creating ‘new engineering’ for preexistent…
When, at the 1999 Venice Biennale, Katarzyna Kozyra received an honourable mention for her video installation Men’s Bathhouse, a work…
Maurizio Cattelan: How old are you? Dorothy Iannone: Seventy-two. MC: What was the first thing you did that you consider…
Stefano Boeri: Let’s start from the notion of editing. What is interesting in this show in Milan [organized by Trussardi…
Marco Scotini: To begin with, it’s usually necessary to start from an origin. Yet with you this is not possible.…