EDITION #22

EDITION #22

Amelia Peláez’s Havana Hilton Hotel mural, ca. 1957. Cuban Heritage Collection, University of Miami Libraries. Travelogue: Three Cities, Three Retrospectives Beyond the stuffed animal selfies at PS1, LACMA and PAMM It’s been a wild winter break, but What’s...
Flashes in the Dark

Flashes in the Dark

Guest post by Lise McKean The Lightning Testimonies, Amar Kanwar (2007) Art Institute of Chicago (Modern Wing, Gallery 291) Extended until April 20, 2014       All photographs courtesy of the Art Institute of Chicago Lucky for us in Chicago that Amar Kanwar is no...

An interview with Adam Overton in his home

My whole experience, though, is just one of transitioning from one medium to another and feeling like there’s a thread running throughout all of it and therefore I don’t know this thing anymore. So for instance, you know I was a jazz drummer, and there were many moments where I just realized once I got into the computer, doing computer music, that I don’t need drums to do the thing that I want to do. And with jazz, one of the attractions was this notion of moment-form, like being in the moment, and this notion of working intuitively or even psychically with other people, and working within constraints or structures together and seeing what happens, and those sorts of things have continued in some shape or form throughout. So the mediums keep shifting, but…the general progression is like jazz drums, sensors attached to the body, then there was a big breakthrough halfway through grad school where it was, um, what I call biometric pieces, but minus the sensors where we used our fingers instead, where it was like checking someone’s pulse at the neck and watching their blinks. And all the sudden the tunnel vision got like this because all the sudden you’re staring into someone’s eyes for sixteen minutes in a piece and it’s really intimate and it was like “wow, this is amazing and it’s so much fun and really weird and I’m falling love with people just looking at them,” and it’s really uncomfortable…

Gavin Brown at the Green Gallery in Milwaukee

Gavin Brown at the Green Gallery in Milwaukee

Given the post-holiday lull and the unusually inhospitable weather – see: ‘polar vortex’ – I’ve been pessimistic about going art foraging lately. Fortunately, during a recent day of hibernation I loaded up Werner Herzog’s “Happy People” about residents...