Tag Archives: Linda Warren Projects

Wednesday 04/19 2017
A Cosmological Novel: Michiko Itatani at Linda Warren Projects

… stars on charts, inside of us, outside of the skylights holding in their embrace laughable specks of rock and coagulated gas we named for our deities, which we in turn hold in our hands in the form of globes, globes and models and computers and books, an embrace more intimate and perhaps more important than the stars, for it is a studied one, the mind rapidly expanding, human intelligence and endeavor and hope red shifting in a desperate attempt to keep apace with the galaxy’s bleeding, fleeting edge …

Read the rest of my review of Itatani’s solo show in ARTPULSE

Thursday 10/29 2015
Environmental Impact

“It takes a moment for the eyes to adjust—atavistic mimesis! faux-fear, sympathetic nervous system goosing, the ultimate success of the palette of the night!—and for the wild bereavement of the eyes being divorced from the mind to subside, basic outlines, the context, the color, the safety, to materialize like haints in the gloaming, signposts and sirens demarcating and drawing through the darkness, through midnight and navy blues, still-warm oxblood, unfathomable purples, shadows thick enough to smother, to obfuscate, to kill, great ragged heaping breaths—ribcage expanding gulps—in the brief flashes —royal! the sky? a flower?—which open like false editorial spread irises to provide for the killing of Kurtz and the comforting recognition of shapes, shapes engorged, swollen sweet and suspended, striated like carapaces or the long, primed, puckered muscles of the thigh, like ladders from Pluto, the fat wet tongues of leaves lapping against and pulling the eyes, as if by slow jungle steamer, into and through Nina Rizzo’s Conradian jungle.”

Read the rest of my review of Nina Rizzo’s Linda Warren Projects show You Are Here at New American Paintings

Thursday 07/30 2015
The Trees Speak for Themselves

“A sculptural departure from her usual two dimensions, these trees are equal parts memorial and physical polemics. Fosberg’s trees talk as well, mercifully avoiding the tie-dyed tautologies which can plague eco-centric works and hitting, instead, with an acerbic, borderline gallows humor befitting of things which live to be cut down. The missives come radiating from the wounds, pithy and cruel. “Ouch,” simply reads one; another blithely recounts its death, “Fast trip, long drop,” while the observer is reassured that “Youre [sic] my favorite kind of lie,” cold comfort from the talking dead. “What you hate, deserves it,” one of the hollowed remains assures us, the most prominent edge of Fosberg’s happy knife.”

Read the rest of my review of Lora Fosberg’s Linda Warren Projects exhibition More Trees Please in Newcity

Sunday 11/30 2014
Plastic & Pulchritude

“The resin sculptures seem, at first blush, almost coquettish, climbing the walls, sitting upon pedestals, protruding in amaranth and aqua and palatinate, their familiar organic forms exaggerated, coated and made fantastically approachable. They dominate Linda Warren Projects; on every surface sans the ceiling, Fox approaches the installation as an integral aspect of the art itself—see “Orange Coral,” shades of heat, from tangerine to rosso corsa, which spreads across the back wall like an anatomist’s plastinated arterial system, impossibly similar to the real thing (if viewed from no deeper than a few fathoms, of course) down to their dimpled surface.”

Read the rest at Newcity