On Collectors Who Look (and Think) for Themselves
…It made me proud to be an artist and a New Yorker
Decades since Surrealism erupted on the horizon, his defamiliarized commonplace forms can still induce vertigo
A fresh take on Surrealism in abstraction and figuration
What differentiates a “gallerist” from a dealer or a curator?
Author reads from first volume of diaries at New York Public Library this Tuesday
On view on the Lower East Side through October 13.
On the eve of her show with poet Justin Petropoulos at Transfer Gallery, Brooklyn
“A medium is a little bit like a language—you can’t just speak it once, it is repeated”
The vagina is not a flower anymore. Or rather, “the vagina is a flower” is no longer a workable metaphor.