When we complain on these pages about Zombie Abstraction, we're not mindlessly echoing some established chorus for the sake of entertainment. We're expressing a real fatigue about market-driven pap that has no resonance, no interest in the world, and no future.
Cusick, like any good collagist, is an obsessive—not just visually and organizationally, but personally—and much of the work in this show is centered on some point of his combined rage, sense of betrayal, and a warning shot.
Five years ago, seven years ago, some of us were trying to persuade artists in other more expensive places to move to Texas because it was affordable. But I can’t say that to people in good faith anymore.