"Really interesting institutional critique - just the fact that he is destroying the gallery."
When I left the Blaffer, I felt I could have watched each piece another 17 times, especially the last two, and still felt enlivened and refreshed.
Some works have such a finessed touch that it’s hard not to love them.
The Houston art writer has paused writing and is publishing a new magazine of artists' works: "I’m not in love with my own voice. I’m in love with seeing things."
"Here's the deal: I'm hopeful that this will be awesome, but it could very well be a couple of people showing up in suits and doing a half-baked performance that's a social critique that doesn't really work.... Yes?"
These are all, for me, very listenable songs, and perhaps ideal for a car trip or flight on your way to a museum show or art-friendly city, or a wander through a museum or gallery.
The exhibition contains 120 artifacts made by detainees during the four years of their confinement. Nearly every person interviewed who had been interned said that the only way they could bear their time of detention was by being creative.
Baker and Hillock are omniscient surveyors of sorts: trolling, culling and recovering pieces of cultural memory.
A belated FYI to the Habsburgs, if one were trying to diminish the freakishly large chin of one’s family line: marrying one’s niece would not be the way to do it.
This week we are back with a video and are introducing our new Assistant Editor, Brandon Zech!
In Spheeris’ documentary you can see that the kids are our doomed canaries, as you realize that things are not only no better now, but actually worse.
The rapid loss of a thousand years of collectively acquired manual dexterity causes the drawing student to experience existential panic when he picks up a piece of charred wood and stands before a skeleton and a sheet of paper.
Whether wrapped, stacked, hung, or scattered, Barlow’s works have utilized an impressive array of sculptural approaches that celebrate the asymmetrical, the unbalanced, and the unglamorous.
Sauter undertakes the majority of his explorations using installation formats; it allows him to present his discourses with a physical immediacy on a very human scale.
This only barely involves art, but hey: it’s the summer.
Houston is pregnant with possibilities. Why aren’t our universities capitalizing on them?
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.
We should all just relax, lie back, and enjoy our enrichmutainment.
The work seems to describe the shortfall of the digital world to house or even understand our emotions, and the artist seems to be having fun with this shortfall.
It's summertime! Cool beer. Hot art. Go see it all, and come by the Big Show opening at Lawndale Friday night, where we'll be shooting video and handing out koozies. (you know you want one)