Venezuelan-born artist Javier Téllez’s first exhibition at Koenig & Clinton took its title from his recent film To Have Done with the Judgment of God (2016) and concerns an experience that marked Antonin Artaud’s life in 1936: the author’s encounter with the Rarámuri community living in the Sierra Tarahumara in northwest Mexico.
Text messaging, parasexual literature, and psychiatry in drag.
Martin Wilner is an artist and psychiatrist. For his ongoing Case Histories—a series of portraits each completed over the course of a month—subjects send him daily dispatches that are woven into the drawings. Novelist Francis Levy calls the process “a mini analysis of sorts.”
Some time in late June, in the middle of the World Cup, a friend asked me an apparently simple question: “If you could psychoanalyze one football player, who would it be?”
The theater director, filmmaker, and provocateur on The Dance of Reality, his first film in over twenty years.
Jillian Peña on the fantasy of ballet, queer temporality, and doubling in her new performance Polly Pocket.
Broken and accidental topographies in The Obituary, a new novel by Gail Scott.
I’ve been to Yuskavageland—an improbable zone at the intersection of the European painting tradition, religious iconography, porn, and, I’ll argue, performance art.
With human-rights activist Sameer Padania, British psychoanalyst and prolific essayist Adam Phillips free-associates on topics addressed in his new collection, On Balance: fundamentalism, excess, and the shortcomings of liberalism.
I spent part of January with the paramour.
In a photograph my image exists outside of my physical body but does my body still live in a photograph? When applied to the photography of dead bodies, specifically crime scene photography, these questions take an interesting turn.
Most of us, when a light bulb goes on in our head, think we have an idea. Spencer Finch realized what he had was … a light bulb.
I met with Rikki Ducornet at her lovely home in Denver on a darkening afternoon in early June. Outside the windows the day went purple, trees gently thrashed and agitated doves flew off.
Far from the imperium of treatise and consulting room, we dabble in the contingent art of persuasion, the gathering together and trying out of a personal poetics.
“The psychoanalytic paradigm, which was dominant, seems to be losing ground to a more materialistic neurological model. You might ask not what someone’s behavior or dreams or desires mean, but what their causes are. If our picture of the self does change like that, it would signal a major cultural change.”
Edward Said talks with writer Phillip Lopate about his book, Out of Place, a memoir of his childhood and formation into the itinerate conscience of the intelligentsia and figurehead of postcolonial politics that we know him as today.