My take on the early 90s return to the art world, part fever dream, part exploration of the issues from the 1993 Biennial to the NYC: 1993 show at the New Museum, published originally on The Weeklings and then on Salon
Just after the Boston bombing, I meditate on the marathon and its history in the city, from its heroes to the existential test that the race exacts.
My essay on snowmaking and Johannes Kepler, snow and Miss Smilla's Sense of... in the Weeklings and then Salon. Snowmaking? It's the most dangerous part of skiing. Think a bit like the Northeast's version of Ice Road Truckers: Blinding cold, freezing chill, frostbite, darkness, icy slopes, and the threat of death at every turn — all in a day’s work for a snowmaker. Of course I ride out with them to work.
Me on Bernadette Corporation in the March issue of Frieze. The Piece could be called the problems with fashion, labels and bathroom fixtures. Or, how the avant-garde eats itself by becoming a corporation? And how BC takes reader response theory to its teleological end. Using Amazon reader reviews...
Paul Elliman leans against a curved wall of St Paul’s Cathedral, illuminated by a shaft of light. He’s in the dome’s whispering gallery, and in the photo it looks like he’s listening to the building, trying to hear its secrets. In a way, he is. Elliman is a listener, a sifter of signs from buildings and subways, the streets and the underground, trying to uncover the words we give to the world and what those languages say about us.