At the risk of using a common critical canard: Leigh Ledare’s The Task is “a movie for anyone who” has ever been paralyzed with resentment when told they need to check their privilege—but then, maybe it’s for those whose disabusement has yet to begin.
We left on a school day, so Esther wouldn’t see us.
A review of How to Wreck a Nice Beach, a new book that tells the history of that most mysterious of musical instruments, the vocodor.
What agitates our structural batteries in this new ensemble of micro-conversations are your suggestions (with modulations which impose specific needs in the rest of users) is the following progression:
Failure notice. By now we have all received any number of messages with this hyperbolic yet frightening subject line when our e-mails have bounced back.
I agree with the French. “Tacita Dean. Formidable!” She is an overpowering force and I cower before her in admiration.
Weiner, whose work is currently on view at Beyer Projects, discusses the imperatives of need in language, in life and in getting the job done with the poet Marjorie Welish.
“I don’t believe in progress in art. Prehistoric art can’t be beat! Sophistication isn’t progress. It’s just that now there’s a realization and an analysis on our part.”