BOMB 143 Spring 2018
From Super PAC to supernova, two artists view photographs through the lens of time, and time through the lens of colonialism.
On the eve of two solo exhibitions, Wheat discusses her tapestry-like paintings, stained-glass works, and tulipieres.
A pioneer of feminist filmmaking considers how social engagement, literature, and a keen sense of the corporeal inform her vision.
Putting diverse cultural and aesthetic traditions in dialogue, Schaal’s new performance work, Jack &, is a comedy of errors based on prison reentry programs and debutante balls.
A German play based on a French memoir reflects on the global Left’s abandonment of the working class—and finds additional significance in the Age of Trump.
Two poets and a photographer discuss the presence of absence, the power of the number three, and art as documentation and disruption.
Writer and vocalist Keckler performs impersonations of obscure larger-than-life personalities he meets. In her first novel, Laing impersonates Kathy Acker.
We often think of music as flowing from memory or being committed to memory. Music With Memory—the title of a new LP of three ’80s-era performances of works by the composer David Behrman—implies some conversation and interplay between the two.
When I was young, my mother told me that when she was a fetus in her mother’s womb, her own body already contained the egg that would one day be fertilized and become me. It’s an image akin to an infinite-loop motif—a Droste-effect woman in a woman in a woman
To witness the vulgar, Zap Comix–inspired panorama in Manuel DeLanda’s 1979 film ISM ISM—its blubbering testicle-breasts and segmented-plumber’s-pipe phallus scrawled in marker on the tiled walls of a Manhattan subway station, just to start—is to share in the brief, bewildering encounter a commuter may have had with street art before the soap and cleaning brushes arrived.
An experimental documentary on border crossing, less about that place than what it represents.
Artist and explorer Ellie Ga’s voyage to Egypt began with the end of a previous expedition near the North Pole. She spent five months of 2007 with a French crew aboard a ship called Tara, drifting without daylight along Arctic ice cracks.
Lynne Tillman’s first novel in twelve years, Men and Apparitions, follows a narrator ruminating on his own subject position: Ezekiel “Zeke” Stark, a cultural anthropologist, conducts a study of men’s reactions to and impressions of the changing nature of masculinity in America today.
Ville Kumpulainen is a photographer living and working in Helsinki, Finland. In his new book, Out of Sight (Hatje Cantz, 2017), Kumpulainen manipulates archival images to solidify the tenuous connection between present and past, attempting to fill the gaps left between himself and his history.
PREPARE no night creature accidental enemy / encounters return to us in witch cradles, monsters by a hairsbreadth / these our works melted no / accident these fires these crashes / capitulate to what is meant by the past as a whole / melt, fall back into accomplishment the grasp of who / prepares to give the message
When she told N she was leaving, his response was that doing so would ruin him—financially.
if the conditions for learning aren’t humiliation / then I must be alone in order to be a modern / kind of student one whose failures have not made them / so anxious they are unable to be a steady archer
It was a rough road—the roughness agreeably generic, not without art: good bumps and pneumatic fakeroots, little pools of gel. Into one of these last I let myself tumble, thinking, as I fell, how I would have liked to watch the pool crackle and blaze like the fire-in-fireplace I’d been sexting without response for years.
It was nearly winter, according to the sun and shadows and temperature’s plummet, when the poor girl lost her job at a greenhouse for the misdemeanor of pocketing rare plants.
I have let a prudent amount of time go by and now believe, or more, I am absolutely certain that your spirit will find it auspicious to be in contact with me. I am a reincarnation of a friend you had in other times.
Sammy Stein is a French artist and publisher. His work has been shown in institutions such as the Museum of Modern Art of the City of Paris, Printed Matter, the French Institute of Tokyo, Essential Store, as well as book fairs including the New York Art Book Fair, Tokyo Art Book Fair, Safari, and Festival International de la Bande Dessinée d’Angoulême.
Reaching June, it had not rained for eight months at Village Wen. The river had long dried out; crops were not growing. On the 13th, it finally rained. Raindrops the size of green mung beans hit the camphor trees by the road, making a sound like popping sesame seeds.