I remember standing within the Robert Blackburn Printmaking Workshop—the New York City atmosphere that the artist brought to ...

There is always a danger that the relative freedom of art can render it meaningless. Yet it is this same freedom which allows ...

Dr. Jolene Rickard (Skarù:ręˀ / Tuscarora) is an Associate Professor at Cornell University in the departments of History of Art and Art, and the former Director of the American Indian and Indigenous ...

Last November I spotted an unusually mundane poster at Printed Matter, the nonprofit bookseller that once served as the distribution arm of New York’s Conceptual art scene. The print, designed by ...

Pablo Picasso is so famous and so ubiquitous and so dead that he is easy not to think about at all. It’s as though his most renowned artworks are in the next gallery along with his clownish public ...

Nadia Jackinsky-Sethi (Ninilchik Tribe, Alutiiq/Sugpiaq) is an art historian, author and museum consultant based in Kachemak Bay in Alaska. For the… ...

1. Writing is a way of loving. To love is to give life, continuity. This is a story about lives that were not meant to go on. But they did go on. Soon after artist Gabrielle Goliath was informed that ...

Staging a major retrospective of Edmund Alleyn as a flagship summer show is a bold move on the part of the Musée d’art contemporain de Montréal. Alleyn, who was born in Quebec City in 1931, and died ...

The best way to fuck something up is to give it a body. A voice is killed when it is given a body. Whenever there’s a body around you see its faults. Theory proves that. —Mike Kelley, Dialogue #1 (An ...

Eugene Yiu Nam Cheung is a writer based in Berlin, and founding editor of institutional critique platform Decolonial Hacker. He studied art history, gender studies and law at the University of Sydney, ...

Writer, performer, visual artist, curator, filmmaker, musician. A queer icon, “drag terrorist,” and grand madame of the queercore punk movement. A Blacktress, the doyenne of intersex outsider art, a ...

“I don’t ever want to live in one place again,” Paul Thek declares in a letter to Peter Hujar in 1968, “too many pretty places in the world.” Both Paul and Peter are deeply New York artists; that’s ...