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Recently I spent part of an evening reading “Suburban Monastery Death Poem,” written by the American poet and visual artist d. a. levy in August 1968. He killed himself a few months later,
I always look forward to The Andy Warhol Museum’s special exhibitions because while the permanent collection mandates a single artist as its theme, their second floor gallery offers up a rotation of changing,
This past February at the College Art Association’s annual conference I attended a panel on the role of the art critic.1 One panelist touted the fact that the publication for which she writes scrupulously policed conflicts of interests among writers.
When you’re just out of Georgetown University with a graduate degree in art history and the financial world has imploded, what do you do? Monica Bowman opened a gallery, The Butcher’s Daughter, in a suburb of Detroit and started selling art to a local market.
In a way, money might be an odd topic for an art exhibition. Coins and bills are such an everyday part of our lives that we rarely contemplate them. American currency is rather plain and rarely changes, so why would we notice it?