41622Interview with Kalle Lasn
10449What Ever Happened To The New Cacophony?
How many layers can we graft onto reality before it collapses?
Posted on February 15th, 2010 inNEW YORK STATE (4)
In bleached wig and war
Paint, I’m disguised. And sold
Off all my clothes.
Put on the white belt with
A thousand stitches and buy
A one way ticket
To the nearest war zone.
FORMING
Plastic baggy…
Posted on February 9th, 2009 in Poetry Bruce is praying the astronomers are wrong. They called 2000 a peak year and he saw five meteors all night long. They called 2001 “super-peak” and he saw hundreds in the first minute. They’re calling 2002 “off-peak.” So far he’s seen three in two hours.
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The package comes on a Friday. There is a five-foot box leaning against my door when I arrive home. It is not addressed to me but my address is printed sideways on the label, so I bring it in anyway. I have to use a ballpoint to cut…
Posted on February 9th, 2009 in FictionThe confetti has fallen on Capitol Hill. Our new president has been sworn into office and a new era, we hope, is underway. But Tuesday’s inauguration marks more than the end of an eight-year administration, but an end to eight-years of fiercely political art; work that was at its best…
Posted on January 10th, 2009 in Art & Design & Commentary & CommentDespite the immanent industry apocalypse the record companies have been warning, 2008 was a remarkable year for music marked by a series of strong releases from our favorite artists as well a handful of new ones. If we have high hopes for 2009, it’s because we know what’s coming. Here…
Posted on December 29th, 2008 in Music & CommentaryIt’s been a weird year. The stock market collapsed, the art bubble burst, Montebello stepped down as director of the Met and Kren finally got booted from the Guggenheim, Christie’s isn’t meeting their marks and Sotheby’s is going under and yet Damien Hirst still made two-hundred million dollars and the…
Posted on December 27th, 2008 in CommentIn an art world championed by monumental sculptures and large-format prints, Elizabeth Peyton, painter of small oil portraits and aquatint street scenes, would seem an unlikely success. But such is the mystery and romanticism that shrouds the elusive artists’ career; one that begun in a Chelsea hotel room and continues…
Posted on November 9th, 2008 in Art & Design & ReviewIn his second major show at the New Museum of Contemporary Art, special exhibition director Massimiliano Gioni unveils his desolate vision of a not-so-distant future that is at once hopelessly romantic and knowingly absurd. With ninety works by twenty-six artists, the exhibition spans three floors and makes use of the…
Posted on November 8th, 2008 in Art & Design & Reviewa new prophetess
dreamed it from the red apex
of a carnival
cranial plate shift
or earthquake buries the ferris
wheel across the street
waits in bed for your
father; wants to check your flight,
he insists on sleep
subterfuge at…
Posted on November 8th, 2008 in Poetry