The exhibition will feature 11 recent MFA graduates and will be on view from July 26 to August 9 at Studio 10 Gallery in Bushwick.
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Elise Siegel and Her Inscrutable Heads
Siegel’s sculptures recall the great screen actors whose faces projected profound and precise shifts of feeling.
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The Penetrating Gaze of Portrait Busts
While Elise Siegel’s sculptures take the form of traditional portrait busts, they are anything but.
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Photos from the Dashboard
Robert Marshall’s dreamlike images are fleeting, fragmentary glimpses out the window of a moving car or train.
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Sending Collage Down a Rabbit Hole
If you’re looking for clues to the dizzying imagery of Tim Spelios’s collages, you’re not going to get very far.
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Adam Simon’s Deadeye Realism
As is often the case with Simon’s work, the logo paintings require a period of conceptual catch-up before they can be seen as what they are, rather than as what they seem.
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What Isn’t There: Audra Wolowiec’s Sounds, Scents, and Erasures
If the exquisitely mercurial art of Audra Wolowiec can be reduced to a single factor, it would be breath.
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Best of 2015: Our Top 10 Brooklyn Art Shows
We never get tired of traveling around Brooklyn to see art. From the scrappy galleries of Bushwick to the emerging nonprofits of Red Hook, here are our picks for the best art in our beloved borough this year.
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Wreckage upon Wreckage: Elana Herzog’s ‘Angel of History’
SHIFT; The Angel of History, an installation by Elana Herzog at Studio 10 in Bushwick, is a witheringly beautiful meditation on the murderous elegance of fate.
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Shadow and Substance: Patrick Killoran’s Faustian Bargain
Broadly embracing the Minimal, the Conceptual, and the Relational, Patrick Killoran’s solo exhibition at Studio 10 zeroes in on the unlikeliest of subjects — contract law — with an off-kilter braininess that turns each piece into a game of mental catch-up.
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The Way the World Ends: Jude Tallichet’s U-Turn
It’s a full-size Hyundai Accent, circa 2000, collapsed in the middle of the gallery floor. Or rather, the shell of one, bone-white and cracked apart, like a melting iceberg or a flash-frozen relic from the next ice age.