Every artwork at Arts in Bushwick seemed to be in dialogue with the uncertainty and unpredictability of the moment.
The unorthodox bodies that Donatello sculpted seem intertwined with the unorthodox relationship he developed between his own body and the bodies of other queer men.
The sensation of touching isn’t the point. It’s the yearning — heightened during quarantines — that lives on in these sculptures.
With her clay relief sculptures, Brie Ruais probes the exit wound and its deep psychological implications.
Coralina Rodriguez Meyer invites women to reconnect with the indigenous and syncretic spiritualities of their ancestors to find new power.
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Is it possible to revere the long illustrious history of Shakespeare in the Park, which includes fine Black actors such as James Earl Jones, while also suggesting it may no longer serve a changing city?
Something inside Clinton’s and Close’s psyche compartmentalized too much, echoing the grid of the portrait. Both inflicted far more harm than each realized.
A concert at the Cloisters shed the Met’s stuffiness, broadening what performance can be.
Neel’s approach defied the conventions of both schlocky social realism and traditional portraiture.
Viewed in 2021, Kentridge’s preference for black and white strikes as an urging to see issues of morality more clearly.
The art historical meta-narrative canonized by the Louvre Museum converts all artworks into specimens of their cultural moment. No wall tag can fix this.