Nothing looks more shot on film than Polaroid, borders visible and technique laid bare.
Sunless is Tiane Doan Na Champassak’s most elevated work yet. The publication itself is beautifully printed and plays with chromophilic metaphor of color in the red, white, and blue of the artist’s French half-nationality.
Romance is inescapable; the L.A. river is maybe the most romantic strip of concrete in the world, the light in the window of a Todd Hido exterior is romantic, just the name “Dennis Hopper” is romantic; romance is inherent to the image. By Owen Campbell, ASX, July 2015 Both Sides of Sunset: Photographing Los Angeles […]
Blue Poles, 2007. Enamel on metal, 60 x 72 inches Medusa was in various forms of legend alternately beautiful and hideous; a telling difference, in that it suggests either extreme is equally liable to turn a man to stone. The words Pretty/Dirty, the title of Marilyn Minter’s current exhibition at Contemporary Arts Museum […]
Aaron Krach’s book, ‘The Author of This Book Committed Suicide’, is something of a meditation on the matter of suicide.
‘ATEM’ is to use photographs for what they really are, non-representational epitaphs of moments rendered in silver with little meaning.
Presented as a trip through Tokyo, perhaps even snapshots of one wild night out, Tokyo Blur shows the reader a clear view from a back-row seat.
It could be said that Robert Rauschenberg and Andy Warhol have created a bastard child where trash and glitter are king of the streets, but have moved into the studio for the purposes of re-creating consumer waste in artistic practice. By Brad Feuerhelm, ASX, June 2015 Beni Bischof’s a product of his generation. His […]
Theirs will be a genetic lineage where Eden’s vast land has been bulldozed over for that of another Wal-Mart parking lot where their future generations will congregate to buy house paint while sipping numbness-inducing frozen latte’s from the Starbucks within. By Brad Feuerhelm, ASX, June 2015 It, to him, presents a stranglehold investigation […]
For the authors Feuerhelm and Salu, theirs’ is an act of frustration at our willingness to sit back and be spoon-fed bullshit while behind us a cartoon mouse holds a gun to our head. By Poppy Coles, June 2015 This book reads as an unrelenting portrait of “the enemy” today. Using the historic […]
The duo had created the membrane of their meeting based on the physicality of the auto and their drive to intertwine their bodies through their primary, yet graceless couplings via a chance meeting in an etherized world of electronic falsettos and cum-soaked chat rooms. By Brad Feuerhelm, ASX, May 2015 The sun stretched lithely […]
There was that pulsing light, the screams, the horns, the fighting words, and the women yelling for their dead and soon to be bloated children littering the streets. By Brad Feuerhelm, ASX, May 2015 A slow pulse throbs between my temples. I stumble forward, the light in my eyes is blinding. The veins of […]