Contrary to the laconic distance experienced among Eisenman’s works, Boadwee’s radiates a frenetic energy that stimulates the senses.
Like a Ferrari parked in a garage in Emeryville, California, for way too long, Keith Boadwee is finally taking his show on the road. A transgressive artist, probably known best for his homoerotic yet humorous photographic self-portraits, Boadwee faded into relative obscurity after some early success in 1990s Los Angeles. But this year his work is reaching new audiences.
At the opening of Printed Matter’s NY Art Book Fair tonight, we’re launching a zine to help you navigate the fair and its many treasures.