I could spend a week inside Yayoi Kusama’s infinity room.
I went to see Agora, a group exhibition installed at the High Line, and made my way through the crush of people.
The punk rocker’s first retrospective features sloppy queens, peacock-print dildos, and angry pepper grinders in high heels.
Paul Alexander’s Trinkets is not a glossy Hollywood revision of a bygone time and place; it’s a testimonial for a period fraught with excitement and horror.
A survey of the designer’s creations for Comme des Garçons is possibly the punkest show ever put on by the Metropolitan Museum’s Costume Institute.
The artist’s new brand and derelict department store installation are full of tired, co-opted ideas.
A visit to Pedro Reyes’s politically themed haunted house may be scarier than you think.
Through the castellated gates at the Sands St. entrance to the Brooklyn Navy Yard, I marched along a line of pointing volunteers.