Luke Urbain. Luke Urbain writes on aesthetic responses to social and economic precarity in the Caribbean and its diasporas, with attention to the folds of race, queerness, and col ...

Coco Fusco’s breakout came three decades ago at a high watermark of debates over identity politics and multiculturalism, ...

There is a quality of lore around Jana Sterbak. Alongside her temperamental performances and pyrotechnic affinities, she is ...

Ceci Moss. Ceci Moss is a curator, writer, and educator with twenty years of professional practice. Her first book, Expanded ...

Launched in 1995, SITE International Biennial was the first biennial for contemporary art in the United States. Over the course of its eleven editions, the organization has primarily focused on ...

I got lost several times on my way to Casa Susanna, the exhibition I had set out to write about. It was a sticky Friday night in July—“date night” at the Metropolitan Museum of Art, as the Met ...

Last year, from my parents’ windows in Penang, Malaysia, a dark arm of sand appeared on the surface of the water. It was small and skeletal, with an exposed spine and arteries: dredging pipes that ...

During the reign of Benito Mussolini, an enormous carved relief of the dictator’s head loomed over the streets of Rome, his downcast gaze surveilling the Italian public night and day. The oversize, ...

Tilt your ear to a Jack Whitten painting and you might hear music. “You gotta be able to think like John Coltrane to do what I am doing in painting,” the artist said in the final decade of his life.

At three intervals throughout Vijay Masharani’s eighteen-minute video Good Attack (2021), the camera fixates on a sign hanging in a pet store above the cash register. The letters on the sign are ...

When I used the term “Muslim body” in my curatorial note* for an exhibition in New Delhi last year, I did not anticipate the extent to which it would draw institutional ire. I had used it as an ...

A soft, warm light morphs into a shadow of a woman’s braided hair on the back of her neck. There is the sound of faint footsteps as she moves around her flat, shifting objects in the kitchen, the ...