If you grew up in suburbia, the hairs on
the back of your neck are apt to stand up as you make your way through
the creepy Proustian labyrinth that is Stephen Scott Smith’s Seeyouyousee.
One of the basic questions artists face
is whether to focus on social, political and spiritual concerns or the
narrower purview of their own inner worlds. From antiquity to the
On the face of it, Mariana Tres’ Celestial Clockwork
isn’t much to look at. Upon further investigation, it also isn’t much
to think about, despite a tedious trail of conceptual breadcrumbs t
Sun and sand, lean bodies and fat
checkbooks: This is the chichi art fair known as Art Basel Miami Beach.
It’s where art-world cognoscenti descend each December, hungry for
wheeling and dealin
The Portland art scene lost some
important venues in 2012. After mounting some of the strongest shows in
recent memory, Victory Gallery closed its doors due to economic
necessities. One of the P
Some artists spend years developing a
distinctive style, only to walk away from it once they’ve found it.
Think of the late Philip Guston, who infamously abandoned abstract
expressionism in fa
It’s a rare artist who invigorates not one but two fusty
tropes—landscapes and floral still lifes—with jolts of fresh spunk.
Sherrie Wolf can, and in Looking Back: New Paintings, she proves
German artist Marianne Wex’s challenging show, An Exhibition,
is a time capsule of the 1970s, but it retains the power to make us
question assumptions about gender circa 2012. From 1972 to 1977,
Tom Cramer takes his work from the Pearl to Alberta.
The Willamette River divides Portland’s
art scene. Tony galleries in the Pearl District and Northwest exude
First Thursday hauteur, while street artists turn Northeast Alberta
Street into a fr