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Ralph Gibson
The Politics of Fashion | Fashion of Politics
Douglas Coupland
Inside 1835–2013 Kingston Penitentiary
“According to Plan” by Rob Kovitz
The Very Rich Monsters of Art

When I was in high school, I spent a day in the office of a pathologist at a small, drab hospital. What struck me most were the huge jars set on shelves on one side of the pathologist’s cluttered and windowless basement office. They were filled with formaldehyde and diseased organs—brains, hearts, lungs, livers, kidneys and things I could not begin to identify.
Seductive Repulsions

For David Altmejd the void is a safe and infinite place, an entry or portal of limitless possibilities and an auspicious beginning.
dancing with one another

“I want the movies to wash over you; to go through you in a way; to create a kind of sensory bombardment. I’ve been trying to get this idea of a liquid narrative, a free-form storytelling where time is exploded and colours become characters.”
Blood Lines

Robert Enright writes on Jim Jarmusch’s newest, Only Lovers Left Alive.

…What saves Adam from complete despair is his undiminished love for Eve—they have married three times—and their devotion to one another is palpable throughout the film. The cinematography is luscious and slow moving; when they dance to Denise Lasalle’s “Trapped by a Thing Called Love,” you know it’s a trap they want to be in; and when we see them naked and curled towards one another, their white skin against a black background, they resemble figures eternally inscribed on an exquisite krater…
Beautiful Parasites

Tammy Salzl is aware that her watercolours often elicit severe accusations of indulging in the brutal and the grotesque. It is a reaction she anticipates for its utility. Her intention is to repulse the viewer with the grotesque and then mediate that alienation through beauty.
Memory Redux

The wake itself is a vehicle for remembering, and through Lisa Wood’s activity in the studio it is given another life. “Wake, Vicki,” then, is the memory of a memory.
Conundrumming

Because Melanie Authier’s paintings are inventions and not renderings of an existing landscape, she has been reluctant to accept her work having been labelled sublime in the classic Romantic sense.

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