Discover MFA Programs in Art and Writing
BOMB 41 Fall 1992
More concerned with portraying the truth than appearing politically correct, YoYo raps about topics like drug addiction, teenage pregnancy and domestic violence.
College pals Donna Tartt and Jill Eisenstadt exchange campus lore and anecdotes about the novel-writing process while discussing Tartt’s The Secret History. A refreshing glance at two young writers who found early success.
Jessica Stockholder has revitalized abstraction and formalism by obliterating most of their self-imposed dialectical boundaries.
Fires in the Mirror: Crown Heights, Brooklyn and Other Identities, by Anna Deavere Smith, was performed to sold-out houses and great critical acclaim at the New York Shakespeare Festival.
Maybe there really isn’t a word like “gender” in Cantonese. But Li Pik Wah (or Lilian Lee as she’s being marketed for the English-speaking world) conveys the artifice and complexity of the construction with the prostitutes, actors, and secret agents who inhabit her abundant screenplays, novels, and columns.
Robbie McCauley is a formidable actor, writer, and director. As a performer, she takes dramatic risks, exhibiting an almost palpable vulnerability, a terrific intelligence, a breathtaking range of emotions.
One of New York’s most respected stage actors, Ron Vawter is a member of the renowned Wooster Group, an ensemble of artists who, for almost twenty years, have collaborated on the development and production of daring and innovative theater pieces under the direction of Elizabeth LeCompte.
“Because I’m such a Los Angeles brat, it’s about 18-year-olds, and it’s filled with that kind of like L.A. talk and shopping malls. My producer said it’s like a gay John Hughes movie directed by Godard.” Gregg Araki
Combining the now generic languages of abstract painting, Argentinean painter, Fabian Marcaccio constructs a bricolage of diverse cultural and historical approaches.
I should like so much to begin with an idea, would you mind?
The last time I saw my school cap it was in a plastic bag on my mother’s dressing table, a venerable fetish of my misspent youth.
I continued to function, morning surgery, rounds after lunch, evening surgery, on-call at night. It was a cold winter, and Spike was vicious.
As if the Dog Star and gaseous bodies, ice bodies,
I know I’ve come to Mexico to get myself murdered.
I’m on the 8:40 PM local
A photograph of a performance, titled Patina du Prey Posing in Poland, by Hunter Reynolds, photograph by Tadeusz Rolke.
Two untitled drawings of sunflowers on telephone book paper, by Jimmy Wright.
An oil on canvas painting, titled I Live in the Past, by Pamela Glick.
A sculpture of walkers and ace bandages, titled Beach Chair With Wings, by Carol Jacque.
Dedication speeches by David Shapiro and John Hejduk to honor Jan Palach and for President Havel, September 4, 1991.