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Oct 22, 2018
Bob Nickas Stephen Varble: Now More Than Ever

Did Stephen Varble ever ask anyone’s permission to do anything? Doubtful. He came from a generation that understood you can never risk the chance of being excluded, shut down, told no—because you had been.

Oct 8, 2018
Fiona Duncan Brave Noo World

I’d been home for two days and Noo was still missing. On my second morning back, my roommate Kyle came out of his room saying: “It smells like something died...”

Sep 24, 2018
Thea Ballard Girls' Room

Sarah dumped a mess of mp3s from Liz Phair’s Girly-Sound tapes onto my computer I think during summer 2012, when we lived together on a summer break from college.

Sep 10, 2018
Philomena Epps Second Skin

The trite aestheticization of pain as image, as representation without source, undermines the nuanced interplay between material culture and subjectivity, trauma and shelter.

Aug 27, 2018
Rob Goyanes Last Resort

In coming to a Trump resort, I’d fantasized of infiltrating the belly of the beast. I imagined a vacationland of excess, golden columns and gaudy chandeliers; tuxedoed servants spinning amongst the tokens of capital run amok.

Aug 13, 2018
Claudia La Rocco It will still all happen

In dance you can’t go to the source. If you’re lucky, you maybe have a fuzzy video. If you’re really lucky, Cynthia Carr’s writing. And you have the people who worked with these people. The game of telephone. 

Jul 16, 2018
Jim Lewis The Neglect of Frank Auerbach

Well, of course you know who he is. Neglect? You know the name, anyway, or at least you’ve come across it. He’s one of those British painters, the one who isn’t Bacon or Freud or Hockney or Hodgkin or Kitaj.

Jun 18, 2018
Hanif Abdurraqib On Knowing Your Shot Is Good

The shot didn’t always go in, but it almost didn’t matter, the way a rainbow sometimes touches down inside the heart of a majestic skyline and sometimes falls over a landfill.