Opinion
What Artists Sign Away
Long consignment periods, moral rights waivers, and opaque "standard" contracts serve the institution more than the artist.
Opinion
Opinion
The Death of the Art School
The rampant corporatization and "administrification" of American higher-education institutions has turned students into mere consumers.
Obituary
Remembering James Hayward, LA’s Adored Cowboy Painter
A legendary artist, Jimmy was equally known for his magnetic personality, sense of ribald humor, and inspired storytelling.
Opinion
The Future of Museums Is a Dance Floor
The rave offers a temporary homeland, a space where belonging is felt rather than declared.
Opinion
Dismantling Orbán's 16-Year Grip on Hungary's Art World
As a Hungarian curator living in the United States, I cannot help but see my country as both a cautionary tale and a source of hope for artistic freedom.
Opinion
Trump Plays Christ and Gets the Wound Wrong
The president’s latest attempt to fashion himself as an American messiah is costing him some of his most loyal Catholic supporters.
Opinion
What If Every City Provided Artists With Free Supplies?
Materials for the Arts offers free tools for teachers and artists in New York, but what if more cities funded programs like ours?
Opinion
How to Extract the Story of Appalachia
Fia Backström's Queens Museum exhibition replaces beauty and complexity with a visual and narrative language that reduces the region to a site of suffering.
Opinion
Unlike Josh Kline, I Choose New York
His new article taps into deep frustrations about affordability, but I throw my lot in with those making change, rather than moving out.
Opinion
Social Malpractice in the Age of Cultural Compliance
What happens when the language of social practice becomes a tool of the very systems it once hoped to challenge?
Opinion
Why I Wanted to Meet Thaddeus Mosley
His work had everything to do with what it means to be an artist and member of a community. He was a model for us.
Opinion
Flying Back With the Birds to My Hometown of Tehran
Since the war began, I feel as if I am living inside a shadow. It has no physical form, yet it follows me everywhere.