Like her massive wall reliefs, Bontecou’s works on paper evoke the world as fragile, teetering on the brink of total calamity.
A new volume of Donald Judd’s art criticism contains previously published essays, rejected ones, and choice passages from his notebooks.
LOS ANGELES — The first time I’d ever walked into an art museum I was confronted by a sculpture, free standing, that both seemed like a representation of a human body, a penis, and a catamaran — all at the sam
LOS ANGELES — Hauser Wirth & Schimmel, the local outpost of mega-gallery Hauser & Wirth, will open its massive hybrid art space to the public on Sunday.
The inaugural exhibition at the new Whitney Museum is not perfect, but it is pretty damn good.
I think it’s funny that Patricia Albers’s recent and authoritative biography on Joan Mitchell was given the subtitle “Lady Painter.” It’s my only guess that Mitchell’s lifestyle and her painting were so out of character for the time that the term becomes ironic. The artist was known for her camaraderie with Cedar Tavern macho dudes like de Kooning and Pollock, her hangout sessions with beatnik poets, her ability to party, and her tendency to drink and sleep around with bravado. At the time these activities and attitudes were thought to be reserved for men. Mitchell gradually carved out a space for her paintings to be given the same treatment.