When he visited An American City, the inaugural FRONT International: Cleveland Triennial for Contemporary Art in September 2018, my librarian attended an evening reception for the launch of the second volume of the exhibition catalog at an event at the Cleveland Public Library amid Yinka Shonibare’s The American Library, a both dazzling and sobering installation […]
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Today’s post is like that moment in Beckett’s Krapp’s Last Tape when Krapp eats a banana and, several minutes later, slips on the peel he left on the floor. But in place of Krapp, we want you to imagine Trump, and for the banana, a gun. Maybe Banksy can help us visualize this: Arming teachers, […]
From January 2017 (“From this day forward, it’s only going to be America first, America first.”) to January 2018 (“America first, doesn’t mean America alone”), we have been suffering Trump’s monotonous solution meant to pivot from what he dubbed ‘this American carnage’ (aka anything prior to Trumptime). The doomsday phrase ‘American carnage’ sent journalists scurrying […]
I missed My Sweet Country, the series of performances by Prinz Gholem at the Temple of Olympian Zeus and the Odeion of Agrippa in the Agora. However, I was luck enough to meet someone in Athens who had been there and she sent me some photographs and videos she took of their performances, such as […]
Dear William and Andreas, I hope this finds you both well and that you don’t mind me writing you this joint message. I wanted to let you know that I had spent the morning here in Athens looking for you both, first missing you and then finding you in some unexpected places. I know this […]
Today at the Modern Institute in Glasgow, William E. Jones opened a new exhibition of his new film work Fall Into Ruin as well as a selection of photographs. The film, which I was lucky enough to see here in Columbus while the artist was editing it, explores his encounter with Alexander Iolas, the Greek […]