So many galleries, so little time. The reviews that actually make it onto this website, dearest Filthy Dreams readers, are only an itsy fraction of the excruciating, shoulder-popping exertion of heaving open countless, heavy-ass gallery doors. Don’t you wish you could come with us on these art excursions? Well, wish no longer! Swanson Kuball gallerist … Continue reading
“Lypsinka Suffers Nervous Collapse!” So screams the trashy rag headline from the Los Angeles Tribune that spins dizzily into frame at the beginning of Lypsinka: Toxic Femininity, a 43-minute film directed by Chloë Sevigny and currently screening on The New Group Off Stage’s website (until February 16 so watch it fast!). The report of a … Continue reading
Who would have thought that tossing orange and peach roller-skate wheels across a concrete floor to a disco tune could be so powerful? That a seemingly simple gesture could have such complex conceptual and political consequences? Continue reading
Describing his later series Kandors, an extended reflection on Superman’s shrunken birthplace, Mike Kelley explains, “Kandor is a constant reminder of Superman’s lost homeland and functions metaphorically as a symbol of his alienated relationship to the planet where he now resides…Kandor now sits, frozen in time, a perpetual reminder of his inability to escape that … Continue reading
Speaking to a select crowd before the opening of his exhibition Rebel Dabble Babble at Hauser & Wirth, controversial artist Paul McCarthy explained, “In the position of being humiliated, you learn something. We all exist in humiliation.” Continue reading