Mar 23, 2018
The Exhibition Will Be Televised
Broadcasting: EAI at ICA arrives on the heels of a milestone in television history: fifty years after the landmark Public Broadcasting Act was passed in November of 1967. One of the “Great Society” achievements of President Lyndon B. Johnson, the law established the Corporation for Public Broadcasting, and boldly declared, “it is in the public

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Jan 29, 2018
Why Haven’t You Heard of Cary Leibowitz?
Have You Heard of Cary Leibowitz? If the answer is no, then it’s time to get woke. Cary is a six-pointed star who shines bright amidst a constellation of celebrity artists. His current exhibition, organized by the Contemporary Jewish Museum and on view at the Institute of Contemporary Art, is a dense installation of nearly

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Dec 20, 2017
Stay in ur lane broke boi
My worry is that in the absence of commas as indications of a contemplative pause, in the absence of my intonation (perhaps an indication of sincerity), in the absence of the glasses I wear in front of dark eyes and brown skin (my mother says they make me look like an intellectual), this writing, like

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Dec 1, 2017
the moon will sink into the street
This publication has been produced and disseminated on the occasion of Day With(out) Art, the annual day of mourning and action initiated by Visual AIDS in 1989 to make visible both the ongoing AIDS crisis as well as the work of artists, activists, and organizations working to combat its many devastations. Day With(out) Art has

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Nov 28, 2017
Paint Like a Long Distance Runner, or, The Phenomenology of the Everyday
Bottles, cups, saucers, vases, jugs. Baskets, flowers, ceramics, glasses of water, blocks, a piece of bread, an orange, a pear, a couple sticks. A head of red lettuce, a funnel, pliers, a hand holding aloft a shoe, a drill, a brush, rubber gloves, the undercarriage of a motorcycle, amalgamations of wooden blocks, and shapes—shapes of

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Jul 31, 2017
Lauren, Lila, Ginny, Jessi
I. Architectures of Invisibility “When she closed the door behind her and, as if she were inside a white cloud of steam that made her invisible, took the metro to Campi Flegrei, Lila had the impression that she had left a soft space, inhabited by forms without definition, and was finally heading toward a structure

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Jul 28, 2017
An Aesthetic Headache
I hardly remember any of the work I saw at the opening of Barbara Kasten: Stages at the Institute of Contemporary Art back in 2015. This, in and of itself, seems unremarkable; I go to many openings and feel I see little or retain nothing. But this time it was specific: I was deep in

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Jul 19, 2017
Leave Your Body Behind
It can be difficult to conceive of shared fantasies, where different desires catalyze and synthesize with one another rather than remaining separate and inert. It requires effort and sensitivity to harmonize, to let go of control, in pursuit of a broader kind of fulfillment, an expanded sense of belonging. It’s much easier to conflate fantasy

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Feb 24, 2017
bird-poem (after biggers)
deeredition, boomedition, squom, squom, squom.dee beetstrawist, wapago, locoest, locoro, lo.voometeyereepetiop, bop, bop bop, whipolat. —bob kaufman[1] birds, like brothas, are “carriers of music.”[2] woody the woodpecker was woodsheddin: doot oom bopoo boop ba-dip dib-bid-itdit-dooooyooo-da[3] we all just birds callin & respondin. melodic & paper thin. …this is ultimately trying to be a poem about how

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Nov 28, 2016
Notes on Freedom
Intro When she wasn’t picking cotton as a part of her family of sharecroppers in Georgia in the midst of the Great Depression, I’d like to think that my late grandmother had dreams of being an artist. The details about the early years of her life in the sleepy farm town of Sandersville, Georgia are

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