Artist and writer discuss their globe-spanning travels.
The covert operative with a complex psyche.
The artist talks about the genesis, composition, and execution of a recently completed work.
when you say / erase / do you mean / stop existing?
Following loosely in the tradition of the book-length photo-essay yoking images to text in a documentary mode, Cole has gently torqued this form.
The French writer Édouard Louis recorded his days in New York, around the time of the American release of his novel The End of Eddy. The following entries originally appeared in French in the June 6, 2017, edition of Les Inrockuptibles.
“We never thought, ‘We have to give them dignity.’ We thought we have to give them empathy.”
Picture an area the size of Manhattan covered in sand. It rises and falls and disappears.
Disastrous screenings, Nam June Paik’s meeting with Bill Clinton, and time spent as a dog.
I’ve always enjoyed touring in Japan, not only because of its music but also due to its cultural peculiarities and the unique urban landscapes and soundscapes it possesses.
I sat at the bar of the Zwiebelfisch in Berlin together with David Bell, the renowned Kant scholar; it happened to be one of his regular haunts and it was the only spot where we could have an undisturbed meeting whenever he was in Berlin.
Distance and searching in Katie Kitamura’s A Separation
Frank O’Hara was asked by Gian Carlo Menotti to select the American poets for Settimana della Poesia at the Spoleto Festival of Two Worlds, June 26 through July 2, 1965.
Of all the weddings I went to in Mauritania, this one had the most intense music. Here, I know, the audio quality is sort of insane and blown-out sounding, but that’s actually what it sounded like in person.
“It turns out making art was the best idea [for me]. My mother’s idea was good because it got me started. She said, ‘Look, you are skinny; you are little. You can’t hang out with your daddy and them big guys.’”
Where he grew up there were no museums, or art collections, or the possibility of being exposed to any form of art that was not reproduction.
Amid recollections of a joint trip to Haiti, photographer Deana Lawson and painter Henry Taylor parse the art of portraiture in each of their different mediums.