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20" x 24"
2014

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  • Special Gallery Hours for Universal Capital I will be gallery sitting on Saturdays from 12-2. In addition to being available for commiseration, I will offer to intone and expound on what I am currently reading: Universal Capital by Christina Schmid Mean Free Path by Ben Lerner Person of the Year by Michael Scherer, Time Magazine Hour of the Wolf by Ingmar Bergman (my transcription) Capitalist Cartographies by Elizabeth Sutton The End of Art by Donald Kuspit   For the distances collaps…
  • ART OF THIS has a fondness for abjection*, and Born Between Piss and Shit has that. Jade Townsend’s piece serves as an effective illustration of philosopher Julia Kristeva’s theory on the entanglement of the abject with creating an identity for oneself. As Kristeva defines it, the abject is: “that which exists in between the concept of an object and the concept of the subject, something alive yet not.” The act of “…selfing...must abject the maternal, the object which has created us, in ord…
  • Editor's note: We originally published this essay on Nielsen's work in 2008, but Smuda's examination is evergreen, still a beautiful read on the artist's tricky, cerebral paintings. We're pulling this piece up from the archives this week in Nielsen's memory, after hearing news of the artist's untimely death last week. CHRISTIAN NIELSEN’S PAINTINGS EXIST IN THE OPTIC PLEASURE ZONE between literal and abstract expression. Their imperfectly repeating patterns and three-dimensional colors are fami…
  •   Segrelicious was designed to be a surprise to everyone involved, and it ain’t over yet! Obsidian Arts and the Shoebox Gallery, each about four years old are neighbors in the Roberts Shoes building in south Minneapolis. The former is focused on Afro-American artistic heritage and development and the latter on independent artists. The two got together and with some granting assistance commissioned six artists each to respond to one another’s works. While without specific political agenda the …
  • AFTER LAST YEAR'S BUST AT BRIDGE FAIR, one of Art Basel Miami's satellite fairs where I showed, I had no intention of going back to a swampland where speculators on unheard-ofs had sunk in the mire. The gallery I went with in 2008 wasn't going, nor was anyone I knew. Sitting on the couch, watching reruns of Dexter (the friendly serial killer, set in Miami), all seemed lost -- and that was fine; I was safe. Yet the more I watched the show's blood-letting, amidst the peninsula's spectacular natura…
  • Camille Erickson updated the Article Box Populi
    SIX YEARS AGO, MOVING MY STUDIO TO THE CORNER OF CHICAGO AND LAKE did not seem to portend a long running project space, if life! Almost immediately I had to cross police tape to get to my car, while officers searched for bullet casings. Drug dealing and prostitution furrowed around the corner and into the alley. Seeking to render these situations transparent, I cut through the building (inspired by Gordon Matta-Clark) with a video camera and created a loop of this action. Then I fixed another on…
  • WHY AM I GOING TO ART BASEL AGAIN, FOR THE THIRD TIME? I'm not showing anywhere, the rich don't care about me, the art world outside my hometown barely knows I exist, and I refuse sponsorship for this annual trip (but thanks again mnartists.org for helping me almost break even). However, with my two shows up in Minneapolis garnering a few sales, and thanks to lodging, courtesy of my friend Cindy, how could I not reinvest in the market? Like a cattle farmer who both makes the spiritual journey to…
  • SOME PEOPLE EVACUATE FROM HURRICANES, SOME FLY straight into the eye. Tempted to this madness by the cultural BlitzhackerTM that is New York City and the dream of showing in it, I leave on one of the last planes from Minnesota just before hurricane Irene hits. My mission: to make it to Governor's Island, just off the tip of Manhattan, in time to install work before the opening of the Governor's Island Art Fair. As the potential disaster looms, I encourage Life to flash before my eyes. A visit to…
  • EVEN THOUGH I'VE PRETTY CONSISTENTLY GOTTEN MY WORK, and fairly odd work it is, into the Minnesota State Fair over the last ten years, I was still a bit surprised to get the email inviting me to jury the photography "class" for this year's Fine Arts exhibition. Readers of my reports on Art Basel Miami are well aware of my take-no-prisoners, paranoiac critical methods  -- not the sort of acumen typically desired by institutions known more for pie-based judging. But I love the Fine Arts at the fa…
  • Editor's note: We're re-running this profile, originally published in March 2009, because we've just learned of the artist's passing. I GREW UP WITH THE PAINTINGS OF HOLLIS MACDONALD. Their soothing pastels and occasionally speckled, masonry-like surfaces contain sculptural and mysteriously theatrical landscapes. Some of his geometries evoke the grandeur of the Great Pyramid; others feel more like a heap of mute signs. I also grew up wearing his stern, bearded, balding, and moustachioed visage o…