From one project to the next, Self reinvents herself and reimagines how to portray the human body.
For Eduardo Chillida, a work was a finished thing. Gustav Metzger, on the other hand, would make works that sometimes existed in a state of perpetual evolution.
In her art, Goodman seems to both revisit trauma and heal it. The results are moving and painful.
This week, illegal COVID-19 boosters, the joys of flossing, a nonbinary medieval warrior, DIY cocktails in the Bay Area, and more.
In his debut novel, Tom Lin underscores the invisibility of the Chinese to white Americans in late 19th-century United States.
Wilke’s joyful effusions were a reminder of the limitlessness of the body’s creative potential.
It’s a good bet that being called his daughter would have made Bourgeois hopping mad.
Alan Gilbert’s poems unpack the quotidian nature of life to depict a trippy, scatological dystopia.
This week, the real meaning of “carpe diem,” Kerry James Marshall gets the profile treatment, Andrew Cuomo’s network of protection, James Baldwin’s birthday, and more.
Henrot demonstrates the need to look at the beginning of our very existence to address social and gender inequalities.
Monica Ong is a 21st-century visual poet who extends the reader’s sense of what is possible.
Latin’s colorful artworks touch on aspects of queer and Black experience, not in broad strokes, but in exceedingly specific ones.