Border Crossings Magazine

Bordernotes

Meeka Walsh

I’m looking at a map (Collins International Maps, Middle East, 2008). I’m looking at this map for answers. I’ve just read Eyal Weizman’s book, Hollow Land: Israel’s Architecture of Occupation (Verso, London, 2007), and I’ve...

Borderviews

The Fine Art of Mucking About: Eleanor Bond

The exhibition with which Eleanor Bond opened the new space at Winnipeg’s Plug In ICA (from November, 2010 to January, 2011) seemed a shock. In place of the brilliant adaptations of buildings and urban spaces...

Immodest Modesty: Beth Stuart

Toronto painter Beth Stuart talks about her painting in a way that confirms how good you already think it is. (Her recent collection of paintings and sculpture, called “two sticks in a shed” was on...

Ms Roadie: Risa Horowitz

The Small Big Picture: Bill Burns

Bordercolumn

Bridge Breakers, Bridge Makers: "Precious Life", directed by Shlomi Eldar

Robert Enright

It is a convention of epic poetry to begin in the middle, what Horace called in media res. The great epic poems, from Homer to Virgil, from Milton to Pope, and including Beowulf, the Mahabharata...

Interviews

The Fine and Excruciating Construction of the World: An interview with Ed Burtynsky

Ed Burtynsky is a romantic pragmatist. Hard work and an inclination towards wonder characterize his method and his manner. When he talks about learning to be resourceful at a young age, he is referring to...

Fetishizing the Visual: An interview with Mika Rottenberg

Introduction by Meeka Walsh

Parallels to gainful employment and productive labour aren’t what spring immediately to mind when you watch Mika Rottenberg’s videos, but there is a sure recognition that the players—who are all women—are industrious and that work...

Articles

What's Black and White and Spread All Over?: The Newspaper and Art

Daniel Baird

Real Dead Ringers: The Art of Liz Magor

E C Woodley

There is a line written by Northrope Frye about Flaubert, how he turns “all simple life into an enormously intricate still life, like the golden touch of Midas.” Liz Magor also freezes and transmutes “simple”...