Sarah Lucas’s performance at the Hammer Museum was satisfying, liberating even. Women are not supposed to express anger, and we sure as hell aren’t supposed to make a mess.
Tracing Egon Schiele’s lineage, forward and backward in time.
At the Braddock Carnegie Library, art sits alongside other lending collections, including books of course, but also puppets and tools.
Filled with fried egg breasts and cucumber phalluses, Sarah Lucas’s new retrospective at the New Museum illuminates her wry subversion of the patriarchal art historical canon.
At the Legion of Honor in San Francisco, an exhibition marking the centennial of Rodin’s death juxtaposes his work with Sarah Lucas’s materially soft but conceptually tough sculptures.
Kate Just, an American-born Australia-based artist, has long been committed to making feminist work that examines the human body experience.
MILAN — The most startling pairing in The Great Mother, an exhibition that tracks the iconography of motherhood in art and popular culture from 1900 to 2015, is a sculptural stand-off between Sarah Lucas and Thomas Schütte.
Some curious creatures have arrived in City Hall Park, although they look pretty miserable about it. Olaf Breuning’s “The Humans,” with its loop of anthropomorphic figures showing a story of humans evolving from fish to fisher king, has each whimsical figure sporting a deep frown upon their marble faces. While they’re definitely the most charming highlight of the new Lightness of Being Public Art Fund sculpture exhibition, there are 11 artists with playful art to discover elsewhere around the park.
Opening tonight, the New Museum’s NYC 1993: Experimental Jet Set, Trash and No Star purports to offer a time capsule, or, as the museum’s curator Gary Carrion-Murayari put it, a “form of collective memory” documenting a particular time in a particular art scene, namely, New York City in the ’90s.
MIAMI — There are many stories about the origins of art: ancient Greek historian Pliny suggested art was born when a Corinthian maiden traced the outline of her lover’s shadow on a wall, while an Asian legend tells of a young man who could not paint the Buddha because of his enlightened glow, and so was forced to paint his reflection in a pool of water. What these two stories share is the emphasis on the rendering of people as a foundational element of art. Fast-forward many millenia, when the story of high-priced contemporary art is vastly different from those origin stories, and walking through the latest incarnation of Art Basel Miami Beach, I was struck by the marginalization of the human form in the blue-chip work on display. What happened?
LONDON — Who knew Max Klinger’s late 19th-century prints exploring that tempestuous schism dividing man and woman could be so evocative of Francisco Goya’s early 19th-century print series, Disasters of War? It’s gender warfare, as seen through visual art.