Reviews
Make Me Feel Mighty Real: Drag/Tech and the Queer Avatar
Tay was born a teenage girl chatbot on March 23, 2016. Her parents, a crew of Microsoft employees, designed her as...
The Eyes Were Always on Us
The Eyes Were Always on Us opened March 23 at the United Talent Agency’s new Atlanta gallery on Peachtree Street—a...
Jamal Cyrus: The End of My Beginning
Jamal Cyrus’ The End of My Beginning is a survey exhibition that includes more than 40 works made over a...
It Shall Not Be Named – Carlos Motta: Your Monsters, Our Idols
The exhibition Your Monsters, Our Idols—with video, sculpture, photography, and installation works by Carlos Motta, and curated by Lucy Zimmerman—is...
Tamia Alston-Ward’s
Le Déracinement (The Uprooting)
American material and visual history are interconnected—the two cannot be separated. This fact is made apparent in Tamia Alston-Ward’s solo...
Reckless Rolodex
The January 17, 1997 episode of This American Life—hosted by Ira Glass, on the Chicago-based NPR-affiliate radio station WBEZ—featured “stories...
Cornell Labs Panama Fruit Feeder Cam at Canopy Lodge
The Fruit Feeder can be viewed as a kind of durational performance art. Its participants may be unaware of their roles, but they perform their daily dramas nevertheless. Fights between peckish birds over the best bit of mango or the prime perch on a branch often rattle the otherwise tranquil setting. The overwhelming growth and decay of the surrounding forest and the exhausting, relentless tussle between life and death infuse the scene with a kind of madness
The Mountain in the Sea by Ray Nayler
As naturalist Sy Montgomery writes in her nonfiction book The Soul of an Octopus, “To many people, an octopus is...
Korakrit Arunanondchai and Alex Gvojic: PRAY
Beyond a subtly marked door on Canal Street in Lower Manhattan, Korakrit Arunanondchai and Alex Gvojic have created something akin...
Symbionts: Contemporary Artists and the Biosphere
Each collaborative entity mobilizes its own kind of micro-performance, but together they maintain a coherence through the way we simultaneously apprehend them in the sensorium. As such, the materials feel less instrumentalized by aesthetics and more mysterious.