I’m not sure exactly when I accepted that the future of contemporary art belongs to the furries. It likely happened at the waterfront rave in Pittsburgh—where, flanked by gyrating, half-clad wolves and sexy tigers—I spent the late hours of July 4th lounging with a...
For decades, art and fashion have occupied parallel but distinct tracks. There have been moments of convergence—think Oskar Schlemmer’s Bauhaus ballet costumes, Salvador Dalí’s sartorial collaborations with Elsa Schiaparelli, and Keith Haring’s “Pop Shop”—but the art...
We asked 12 artists to show us their shoes...
The first thing that catches my eye upon walking into the Von Lintel Gallery for an exhibition of photographs from Chloe Sherman’s renowned 1990s series “Renegades” is a large black-and-white print (17.3 × 24 in.) of a half-dozen young women, perhaps in their early...
If you’re reading this, it’s too late. Summer came and went. Pool parties in the Valley? Over. Midnight drives on Mulholland? Gone. We don’t care that you went to Sicily, that your credit score’s crippled because of it, or that you haven’t k-holed at Marcelino’s since...
For those familiar with the late painter Noah Davis and the lasting influence of his Underground Museum—the Arlington Heights exhibition space he operated with his wife and collaborator, Karon Davis—the Hammer Museum’s eponymously titled retrospective survey of the...
Navigating the tension between impulsive expression and mastery of one’s craft is a fundamental aspect of the artist’s journey. A similar tension underscores the construction of personal identity that defines adolescence, and hence, the Orange County Museum of Art’s...
In her 1986 essay The Carrier Bag Theory of Fiction, Ursula K. Le Guin reimagines human history not as a tale of conquest, but as one of containment. She proposes that the first human tool was not a spear, but a vessel—a bag, a bowl, a bottle. If stories are “carrier...
Once, when I was 12 or 13, I was looking at Fernand Léger’s 1925 painting Composition in the European wing of LACMA’s since-demolished Ahmanson Building when I noticed a small termite crawling across the surface. Slightly alarmed, I notified an elderly gallery...
The news of BLUM’s abrupt closure after 30 years in Los Angeles reframed the landmark gallery’s final exhibition, Wilhelm Sasnal’s “AAAsphalt,” into an inadvertent elegy for contemporary art in Los Angeles. Entering the massive complex on an early July afternoon, I...
The night I saw Kaoru Ueda’s self-titled show at Nonaka-Hill, I found myself later at a friend’s house watching YouTube videos of marine life. The viewing experience of the vibrating patterned creatures felt nearly identical to Ueda’s obsessively precise paintings of...
To read a novel is to play detective. The detective novel leverages this symmetry: the reader identifies with Sherlock Holmes’s or Philip Marlowe’s driving curiosity. Our favorite sleuths want to get to the heart of the crime; we want to get to the end of the story....
Summer is museum season. I’m writing this in early August, a month during which the Angeleno art viewer’s options are fairly clear: Sweat it out on Melrose in pursuit of every lackluster group show; escape to the beach, like the dealers who phoned in those group shows...
Remember I had a plan to discuss overused and oversimplified terms in a way that anyone can understand? In an accessible, user-friendly but without being patronizing manner. Well fuck that. I quote NWA: “Fuck crossing over to them; let them cross over to us.” And to...
Tell us who you are. Hi, I go by the name of B. Anele. I am a trans disciplinary artist originally from the South, but somehow, I consistently find myself in other locations. My work as an artist has found me in the midst of being someone who is looked out for while...
Tell us who you are in 50 words or less. I am a multi-hyphenate creative and collector, founder of The Edicurial Collection, and founder and creative director of Eittem, a functional sculpture studio in Manhattan. Trained in art history and interior design, my...