
Alan Scarritt discusses his mandala-esque plaster spirals, and the sound of a harmonica in a warm room, with fellow artist Keith Sonnier.

Artists Barbara Kruger and Richard Prince have a double conversation, each beginning with the same question and answer.

On the brink of the massive 1984 cable deregulation, Michael McClard talks TV politics with ETC’s Jim Chladek. With home entertainment changing, yet again, by the internet, this discussion on public access takes on new meaning.

I sat behind the front desk of a well known art gallery for six years. This gallery had an “open viewing policy” which means that any artist could come in the gallery with representation of his artwork, have it looked at, and considered for exhibition.

Euler stumbles, lost, somewhere near the headwaters of the Congo. Through the fetid, scorching day he goes dragging his bag of trinkets: oozing candy bars, tin and bead necklaces, yards of ludicrous gingham.
“I’ve decided.” “Oh, yeah?” “Yes. I’m moving back to LA.”
… the ways in which we love are similar, how we explain these to others, to ourselves, are what differ.
OPHELIA to her father POLONIUS: Daddy, can’t I go out? I’m bored. You’re keeping me locked up here like I’m a piece of dry goods.

In the aftermath of Officer Gregory Neupert’s fatal shooting, four Blacks were killed by the New Orleans Police. They were: Raymond Ferdinand, Reginald Miles, Sherry Singleton, and James Billy, Jr.
Dream. Dream. Dream machine. Air plane. Vector of suspended animation. Planes. Plane images. Transport of the paradise present.
—What do you know about Byron?
Dr Ornaforu was unusually excited.
You’ve heard it before: There’s a right time and a right place for everything.

Review of Gary Indiana’s early play Phantoms of Louisiana. Featuring Taylor Mead, Sharon Niesp, and Betsy Sussler with sets by Ross Bleckner and Mark Tambella.

The Public Airwaves: teletype originating in New York travels across the video image beamed from San Francisco and is returned.

“You Are Not I” is a short story by Paul Bowles from his recently published Collected Stories 1939–1976.

Our culture’s dreams of sex, money, beauty, and youth are compressed into explosive little images of desire.

Fragmented photographs of explosive and apocalyptic subjects. A black and white spread of work featured at Tony Shafrazi, New York, December 1981.

Installation shot of Barry Ledoux’s 1982 Fugge, Fugge, Anima Mea, a wall mounted sculpture of lead, copper, glass beads, wax, and pigment.