Spero has been plumbing the totems and taboos of the human (especially female) psyche for more than a half-century.
Half the charm of Laurent and Jean de Brunhoff’s drawings are in the titles.
T.S. Eliot said the bloody-minded playwright John Webster 'saw the skull beneath the skin,' and here artist Richard Aldrich demonstrates a similar X-ray aptitude.
Were you to encounter this bleak road sign, what would be the appropriate response?
We have a feeling Dan Clowes would like to go record shopping with her.
Amy Arbus remembers when Manhattan women used to wear fur bikinis in the wintertime.
Alan Reid has been busy with his coloring pencils, fashioning majestic women into insipid, sometimes silly situations.
In Lisa Young's hushed video, a young man wearing an untucked polo shirt tees off while a lawnmower crops the course quietly in the background.
For this video, the McCoys hired 50 actors to perform their daily tasks.
With her Polaroid camera, Susan Mikula creates abstract visions of empty spaces that inspire memories we never knew we had.
Kehinde Wiley is in danger of overexposure at this point, but his show of four grand new paintings (and a few oldies) at Deitch closes this Saturday and we think you should see it.
In Nathalie Djurberg's latest animation, a gangly ballerina prances about a table set for a tea party.
Jesse Rieser’s luminous, hyper-staged photograph seems to be a warning to aspiring party planners.
At Art Basel Miami this year, Powhida and Dalton whittled up a few dirt-cheap six-piece box sets of Leunig-like condolence cards.
Nagisa Nakauchi’s capped boy squats amid a mosh pit of fluffy bears and flattened dolls, all of them looking terribly bored with the whole situation.
Lislegaard has animated science-fiction novels to make them more sparkly than the average, garden-variety sci-fi experience.
Martin Klimas has a series of stunning images at Foley Gallery (through January 17) that might have been shot by housewives after watching 'Quantum of Solace.'
One of the standout works on display at Art Basel is a vision of making a new home in hell.
There's something incredibly compelling about a glitter mustache.
Elizabeth Peyton presents a peaceful, if slightly somber, picture of herself, her dog, her book, her flip-flops, and her pool.
Indeed these are photographs of sketches Lee commissioned from street portraitists around the world.
The artist, dressed in a black wrap dress and yellow spiked heels, punches and kicks her way through five layers of drywall.
Here, a pantless woman inspects her kinda dainty rifle with care.
Yemenwed has whittled down a millennium of culture into a short video that is quite blissful to watch.
If the sleep of reason creates monsters, does the sleep of creativity create … paintings?