Harley Weir Code Red
From the characters buried deep within her psyche…
➼ Read MoreFrom the characters buried deep within her psyche…
➼ Read MoreThe past, the present, the future—it all flattens out into familiar but impenetrable relics.
➼ Read MoreGuerrero has managed to express the pure agony of simply having a memory. Think of anything and it is there.
➼ Read MoreArtist and curator Aramis Gutierrez’s top 10 horror movies
➼ Read MoreScribbly, boyish drawings of devils and swords are placed methodically between plebeian fear-slogans “We should never listen to the voice of Satan.” One gets the sense these works were created in the spirit of penance.
➼ Read MoreMulligan harnesses portraiture and landscape to explore ciphers of a postcapitalist dystopia—organized religion, climate anxiety, data mining, post-irony, fast fashion, faces that smile unknowingly, or perhaps in blissful ignorance.
➼ Read MoreShe is filthy, dirty, sticky. She is wet and messy.
➼ Read MoreIsabelle Albuquerque’s work is carnal, ritualistic, one part transhumanism, another part teratophilia
➼ Read MoreThe men are getting exactly what they always dreamed of, perfect wives. But the dream is becoming a nightmare.
➼ Read MoreIn the dark dark corners of a dark dark house, up in the rafters of cob-webbed abandoned buildings, on the creaky stairs of a haunted mansion, in the shadows cast by a heavy wood door rusting on its hinges, live Shelley Uckotter’s paintings.
➼ Read MoreIndulging her taste for taboo, Dunlap aims to explore her obsessions, breathing life into her darkest interests.
➼ Read MoreIn the second issue of the magazine, an ad for Codependents Anonymous is followed by a sardonic editorial featuring Magic: The Addiction, a fictional card gamewith characters like “Nod the Comedown Clown” and “Lord Overdose.”
➼ Read MoreChildren and adult abductees often reported a sensation of being both human and alien at the same time, a condition called “Dual Reference.”
➼ Read MoreJulien Ceccaldi brings haunting new connotations to the popular idiom “I’m DEAD.”
➼ Read MoreBeady eyes peer out from grimy, disintegrating darkness in Stanislava Kovalcikova’s Imaga.
➼ Read MoreDon’t try to hide. Don’t answer your phone…
➼ Read MoreEnglund eschews any deep ties to the paranormal. In this way, their works, at times, can feel like forgotten relics—excavated from the bottom of the sea, or forgotten some place and surrendered to the elements.
➼ Read MoreTotal and burgeoning, Yngvild Saeter’s portfolio gives the term ‘body of work’ a renewed purpose of meaning.
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