Mokgosi is as interested in the discourse around the figures in his paintings as in their representation — not that the two could ever exist separately.
A two-part exhibition at Jack Shainman Gallery sheds light on relatively obscure works by the master photographer, from colorful fashion imagery to portraits of Muhammad Ali, Helen Frankenthaler, and others.
Becky Suss’s paintings at Jack Shainman Gallery boldly usher the quiet comforts of home into the white-walled space.
With a month on a plane, I had boredom on the brain and packed what books I could to feed it. The worst decision I have made to date was to bring Michael Cunningham’s latest novel By Nightfall with me and read it over the first few days of jetting … because the book’s protagonist, Peter Harris, is an art dealer suffering from a crippling bout of nihilism and, when you’re setting out from New York City to look for what’s happening elsewhere in the art world, the least helpful thing to bring along is a book busy interrogating everything that underpins the creation, enjoyment, and dissemination of contemporary art. But I read on, attentive to detail in a fit of masochistic idiocy, and because I had room in my backpack for two books and the other one I brought was Learning from Las Vegas, which I wanted to save, of course, for Las Vegas.