“Magic Realism: Imagining Natural Dis/order" WIELS, Brussels
“Magical Realism: Imagining Natural Dis/order” — which reconsiders our relationship to the planet at a time of climate emergency —…
“Magical Realism: Imagining Natural Dis/order” — which reconsiders our relationship to the planet at a time of climate emergency —…
Plans are always copy-pasted. There is no planning, no imagination. Seoul is not built; it is generated through calculation. Buildings…
How do objects speak when language falls short? What does it mean to cross — not just borders, but generations,…
Michael Abel: First question — how does Volumes begin? Luigi Alberto Cippini: What I tried to do, within my limitations, was to make something…
“I like the term pervert or perversion,” says Diego Marcon, speaking to me during an early June heatwave, his Italian rrrrrs rolling deliciously. He’s…
This September, Centre Pompidou will close for five years, beginning an extensive renovation process that includes asbestos removal and essential…
Why so much grief for me? No man will hurl me down to Death, against my fate. And fate? No…
Here in these parts, flocks of grazing sheep are daubed in bile yellow or scarlet red paint to demarcate property:…
Are we the body, or are we the soul? This age-old philosophical dilemma is at the heart of a striking…
Ceramics, ancient history and contemporary art – the exhibitions curated by Ziyi Xiong look beneath the surface at the…
Repetition is the stuff of everyday life; it’s what we do. Even when I’m mixing it up, there’s a subjective…
Michael Abel: I studied and practiced with you in graduate school nearly a decade ago — an experience that shaped…
One cannot think of the contemporary grotesque without cuteness. Morally vacant, cuteness fuels the slot machines of internet scrolls, firing…
Just off the coastline of Asia Minor, the Greek island of Leros is a palimpsest of colonial history, layered with…
Located far from the city center, on the south side of Hong Kong Island, Empty Gallery is tucked into the…
“If place is always retrospective, how do we begin? With blatant flaws.”1 – Lisa Robertson Lyric Shen’s oeuvre seems to…