Human-size mainframe computers and magnetic tape storage units, a clunky light pen, cathode-ray tube monitors, film reels: these were the tools that Lillian Schwartz used to make experimental films an…
Antek Walczak’s pre-9/11 New York is gray: a flat, bored expanse of exploitation. He captures Paris in the same dull palette, but it’s New York, with its schizophrenic capitalism, that set the tone fo…
If you believe the clichés, Los Angeles is a place for relentless innovation and personal reinvention. But over the past few years, the Southern California art scene has made its mark by reexamining i…
Since the 1960s, Larry Walker has pursued a rigorous artistic practice, often portraying humanbodies and landscapes under duress. Raised in Harlem and educated in Detroit, he has lived since the…
Get two rising Aquarians in a room and the conversation doesn't stop flowing. That was the case when I (sun sign Gemini) visited playwright, director and performer Sibyl Kempson (sun sign Leo) in her…
“Can I touch you?” asked a young brunette woman in a black polo shirt, taking my hand and leading me into the cavernous main space of the Knockdown Center in Maspeth, Queens. Around us, about a dozen…
John Miller (b. 1954) is a quintessential 1990s artist. The ’90s aesthetic might be described as cerebralism disguised as effortlessness—pastiche-riddled fashion, indie culture occupying a space betwe…
"The family is a system of regeneration," chanted a group of dancers, huddled on the lawn next to Philip Johnson's modernist Glass House, toward the end of Gerard & Kelly's Modern Living. Performed…
In “The Pains and Pleasures of Rebirth,” a 1976 article about women’s body art published in this magazine, Lucy Lippard criticized various body-art tropes by men. The offending practices consisted not…
On Wednesday at 12:00 p.m. sharp, Jenny Jaskey met me at New York’s blustery Pier 94 for the Armory Show preview. Jaskey, the director and curator of The Artist's Institute—a Hunter College-affiliated…