If I could turn back time…whoa! What’s that? Oh, I’m just fantasizing about time traveling back to 1990s San Francisco, after being inspired by Magic Ben Big Boy, a current exhibition at Matthew Marks Gallery. A product of a specific time and place, the show centers around a recreation of Vincent Fecteau’s cat, eggs and … Continue reading
“Did you just look at me? Did you?…LOOK AT ME! How DARE you?! Close your eyes!” This head-spinning hysterical interchange, delivered to the silent suffering of a young servant, marks the moment I fell in love with Queen Anne in The Favourite. Played with maniacal glee by Olivia Colman, Queen Anne, with her angular streaks … Continue reading
Gary Indiana’s art column in The Village Voice, which ran from 1985 to 1988, is unthinkable from today’s standards of art criticism. And this just isn’t because The Voice doesn’t exist anymore (or, actually, it does in the form of a zombie Twitter account blasting out old articles into the void). More than just the … Continue reading
Is Times Square real? No, I haven’t completely flipped my switch–I’m aware Times Square is locatable on a map. But, Times Square seems and has always seemed to exist somewhere between reality and fiction. Continue reading
This week, the sad news ricocheted around the New York performance, drag, art, and nightlife community that Brian Butterick, otherwise known as drag queen Hattie Hathaway (or sometimes, Loretta Nicks, plain old Loretta or Loretta B. DeMille) passed away. If you, dearest reader, don’t recognize Butterick’s name immediately, just assume that everything you love about … Continue reading
Last week, Artsy published a listicle by Rhizome’s Aria Dean on the “10 Artistic Masterpieces Meant To Be Experienced Online,” introducing the publication’s readers (whoever they are) to the highlights of Net Art. Related to the ongoing exhibition and archive the Net Art Anthology, the listicle included some familiar faces such as Jayson Musson’s Art … Continue reading
“Now Orpheus, crawl, O shamefaced fugitive, crawl back under the crumbling broken wall of yourself, for you are not stars, sky-set in the shape of a lyre, but the dust of those who have been dismembered by Furies!” –Tennessee Williams “Orpheus Descending” In his ongoing Q&A newsletter The Red Hand Files last week (#20 if … Continue reading
