The exhibition Wars at David Nolan evokes political and personal violence as facts of modern life.
Dozens of objects make up Donald Ellis Gallery’s exhibition of art by the indigenous people of North America’s arctic region.
A mix of blue-chip names and energetic younger artists on the Lower East Side is further evidence of the increasingly blurred boundaries among Manhattan’s art districts.
BARCELONA — The study of the history of exhibitions allows us to “shuffle the deck of art history,” as Robert Rosenblum wrote in his essay for the 2000 exhibition 1900: Art at the Cross-Roads.
Cambridge, MA — I set out from my couch of the moment for some coffee since I am one of those murmuring morning people, the kind who requires a habit and a burnt tongue to prove to myself that I am, in fact, awake. On the short walk down the cramped sidestreets of residential Cambridge, I come face to face with the broad glass windows of Meme Gallery — a storefront space with yellow strings like spokes suspending a purple totemic figure above a basin of water, placed in the middle of the gallery floor. Fabric contortions billowed and oozed along the walls, nightmares leaking through dawn and ceiling tiles, down the gallery walls. Am I awake? What the hell is this?