“Perrottet was an obsessive recorder of the physical possibilities of the human body, from its most subtle gestures to its most grotesque exertions”. By Eugenie Shinkle, ASX, May 2015 When dancer Suzanne Perrottet died in 1983, she left behind an extensive archive. Amongst the notes, letters, documents, and photographs were a number of banana […]
A short history of the selfie would trace the transformation from tawdriness for all to kitsch, for some. By Owen Campbell, ASX, May 2015 Dis, #artselfie, is a fun book that only half-bears the scrutiny it invites. The premise, that the collection of selfies taken in art spaces points toward a new method of […]
“Daddy, do you have a Cigarette for me, I think Maybe is getting late Maybe time is running out You know, I knew somebody once Rifled through his drawers I wasn’t that suspicious, but… You know these things They happen But… muñeca Do you have a towel? See those people gather round Baby, do […]
Standing in front of mirrors, learning to speak alien words by watching our mouths form sounds. The same mirror that is lethal, severing the rest of her body from its mouth. By Brad Feuerhelm, ASX, April 2015 There is no terror in the bang, only in the anticipation of it. -Alfred Hitchcock Perusing images with […]
To act out of one’s desire that has been purposefully cloaked under ideology is in fact a direct transgression against the state. By Brad Feuerhelm, ASX, April 2015 First, let it be said that this oversize production by dienacht of Ren Hang’s work is lush and beautifully crafted. The pages overlap and folds of […]
Evans shows the south as part of the rest of America, falling behind itself and failing in the everyday struggle against entropy. By Owen Campbell, ASX, April 2015 There is in McNair Evans Confessions for a Son a sense that time passes slow and lonely, a stillness manifest in an image of a hound weighted […]
Mirage swings between the dynamic of a lover’s intimate photographs and those of a lonely stalker. By Owen Campbell, ASX, March 2015 The standard, reflexive way of referring to Mirage (2013), White and Vinegar (2012), and Dazai (2014) would be “three books by the photographer Daido Moriyama, as well as a story by Osamu […]
Without an element of cruelty at the root of every spectacle, the theater is not possible. In our present state of degeneration it is through the skin that metaphysics must be made to re-enter our minds. By Brad Feuerhelm, ASX, March 2015 ”Without an element of cruelty at the root of every spectacle, the […]
@ Lewis Bush Dear London, when your children are consumed and little grey men pretend to offer a sense of community, I will be far away praying that your streets flood unto a new Atlantis with the corpses of bankers weighed down with their gold, sinking to the bottom of the isle of dogs. […]
@ Timothy Briner and Thomas Hauser Caught in an interrupted dialogue of concrete America, Cybil Shepherd stares back at me with a plastic piece of shit 35 mm camera. Her face collaged and reflecting the bounce of a flash too strong to construct some cracker at her feet, his face torn off by an unseen […]
@ The Estate of Dash Snow and Courtesy DAP Art shouldn’t be a product of the art world, but a product of the world world. By Owen Campbell I told my friend I was reading Glenn O’Brien’s intro essay to Dash Snow’s I Love You, Stupid. He said he always thought Dash Snow was […]
@ Nobuyoshi Araki Feeling of Spring Unworthy of Compassion. By Alex Bocchetto, ASX, March 2015 As soon as I open I open Marvelous Tales of Black Ink I’m welcomed by a woman with mysterious eyes, her tits squeezed by hemp rope, She’s looking in the camera with a vague hint of ennui like she’s out […]