Month: June 2024
Richard Misrach: The Machine in the Garden
All those petrochemical industries were side by side with antebellum homes; it was like a clash between Gone with the Wind and Blade Runner. I found that remarkable. Also I was struck by how terribly polluted the Mississippi river was, and yet it’s a national treasure.
Nicole Eisenman: Fantastic Worlds
Yeah, there’s definitely a lot of self-portraiture. Even the work that doesn’t look like self-portraiture is self-portraiture. My father is a psychiatrist, and a part of our dialogue together is analyzing the inner lives of various artists, how their unconscious thoughts show up in their work. Those conversations taught me to look at my work in the same way. It’s similar to analyzing a dream. It’s so interesting to me.
Reworlding
What separates us, the living, from our recent ancestors, is that we have inadvertently become not just people of the planet, but planetary people. And as planetary folk, we’re the generational interlocutors of interlocking, simultaneous and earth-scaled challenges—something called the polycrisis.
A Ceramic Materials Atlas
Organizing these materials in our studio is the outermost tip of a complex global distribution network of intricate webs of highways, shipping routes, rail lines, and flight paths—a planetary vascular system and neural network, a pulsing flow of matter and information covering the surface of the earth.
On Biodiversity—Timur Si-Qin and Haley Mellin in Conversation
I think that you and I both approach the natural world similarly with our work. In a meditative and devotional way, in which we try to look deeper and deeper into the visuality and details of nature.
Earth Studies
Despite the diminutive size of our bodies, the Earth, in all its grand scale and complexity, is managing to grow inside us.
How To Make an Old World New?
Notes on the Whales in the Room
Entwined with the whaling industry, then, which peaked in the mid-19th century, was the violence of a colonial modernity that rendered the world open for the taking.
Imagination Dead Imagine
Without a Future, We Can Be Forever