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    The First Major Show of Salvador Dalí Opens in India

    The first major exhibition of work by Salvador Dalí (1904–1989) has touched down in New Delhi, India, featuring over 200 pieces by the Surrealist master. It’s drawn from the collection of the artist’s long-time collaborator, collector, and print publisher Pierre Argillet (1910–2001), and curated by his daughter, Christine Argillet.
    A dedicated supporter of the Surrealists, as well as Dadaists and Futurists, Pierre Argillet began working with Dalí in the 1930s, before his daughter was even born. The younger Argillet grew up in the orbit of the artist, who nicknamed her the “The Little Infante,” as reported by the Independent.
    “My earliest memories are of my summers spent near Dalí’s house in Port Lligat, Spain, from 1961 to 1973,” Argillet told me in an email. “Dalí invented all sorts of games and stratagems to amuse us and himself. One day it was with mustache cologne and a herb he picked on the hills behind his house that, when mixed, allowed him to hold his mustache straight and he could even wave them without moving, another time he showed us how with flowers resembling jasmine he could induce fantastic dreams.”
    “Salvador Dalí: The Argillet Collection,” which opened earlier this month at the Visual Arts Gallery at the India Habitat Centre, and is now on view at Massarat Gallery, thanks to the Bruno Art Group, is free to visit. The works on view range from etchings to watercolors to tapestries, all based on a close collaboration between artist and publisher.
    Christine Argillet as a child with Salvador Dalí. Photo courtesy of Christine Argillet.
    “We saw Dalí every day, and it was the only way for my father to get the works he had commissioned,” Argillet said. “If we were not there, Dalí had no qualms about selling the editions for which he had a contract with my father.”
    The artist never visited India himself, but the exhibition does highlight his connections to the country.
    Salvador Dalí, Marguerite, “Faust” (1969). Courtesy of the Bruno Art Group.
    “Dalí was fascinated by India, especially the West’s fascination with Indian mysticism in the 1960s and 1970s,” Argillet told the BBC.
    In 1967, Air India hired Dalí to design porcelain ashtrays for first class customers. The edition of an estimated 500 featured an ingenious design in which the legs of the tray appeared to be both elephants and swans, but were actually the same form inverted.
    Salvador Dalí, The Cosmonaut, “The Hippies” (1969–70). Courtesy of the Bruno Art Group.
    In return, he asked for—and received—an elephant as payment, writing that “I wish to keep him in my olive grove and watch the patterns of shadows the moonlight makes through the twigs on his back.” (Instead, the elephant lived at a zoo in Barcelona until its death in 2018.)
    And when Argillet and her father visited India in the 1970’s, the photos he took became the basis for “Hippies,” a series of 11 prints by Dalí.
    Salvador Dalí, The Corridor of Katmandu, “The Hippies” (1969). Courtesy of the Bruno Art Group.
    “His idea was to present a set of works relating the spiritual quest of young Westerners sometimes leaving barefoot for India or Nepal,” Argillet told me. “Dalí always showed a very open-mindedness for all cultures.”
    The exhibition features examples from many of the etching series that Dalí produced with Argillet, including “Faust” (1969), based on the Johann Wolfgang von Goethe play; and “Mythologie” (1963–65), inspired by stories from Greek mythology such as Icarus, Theseus and the Minotaur, and Leda and the Swan.
    Salvador Dalí, Leda and the Swan, “Mythologie” (1964). Courtesy of the Bruno Art Group.
    Argillet remembers the creation of some of these works: “He immersed an octopus found on the beach in acid to form the imprint of Medusa,” she said. “Everything was subject to discovery and experimentation.”
    There are also the 50 prints Dalí designed for his 1934 edition of Comte de Lautréamont’s Les Chants de Maldoror, a bizarre and violent 19th-century French poetic novel that became something of a group obsession for the Surrealist movement.
    Salvador Dalí, The Banquet, “Don Juan” (ca. 1970). Courtesy of the Bruno Art Group.
    Argillet told me she hopes that exhibiting these works in India and around the world will help make Dalí’s prints better known: “My father was an excellent publisher, but a bad manager.”
    “Salvador Dalí: The Argillet Collection” is on view at Massarat Gallery New Delhi, Savitri Cinema Complex, GK-II, New Delhi, India, February 15–March 16, 2024.  More

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    Mexican Modernism Brings Bold Color to the New York Botanical Garden’s Beloved ‘Orchid Show’

    This may be the snowiest winter New York has seen in years, but the New York Botanical Garden is offering a tropical escape with “The Orchid Show: Mexican Modernism.” The show has transformed the Enid A. Haupt Conservatory into a colorful, almost magical paradise inspired by the bold architecture of Luis Barragán (1902–1988).
    The NYBG horticulture team has planted a profusion of the striking flowering plants amid an installation of trickling water features and textured walls painted hot pink, rich purple, fiery orange, and deep red—the trademarks of Barragán, Mexico’s most famous Modernist architect.
    “The set pieces were inspired by the vibrant colors and beautiful architecture that are seen throughout Mexico,” Kenia Pittman, the NYBG’s director of exhibitions design and operations, told me at the exhibition preview. “We really wanted to capture his layering of geometry and the casting of light and shadows.”
    It was her team who oversaw the design, construction, and installation of the architectural elements of the presentation, and their interaction with the orchids and other plants, looking to the way that Barragán himself tried to incorporate outdoor spaces into his buildings. The goal was to create a tranquil respite, with moments for peaceful reflection amid the lush vegetation, despite the crowds that the exhibition inevitably draws.
    “The Orchid Show: Mexican Modernism” inspired by the architecture of Luis Barragán, at the New York Botanical Garden. Photo courtesy of the New York Botanical Garden.
    “We are extremely excited for visitors to come and see this show,” Pittman, who grew up in Mexico, added. “I think that it does a beautiful job in executing the vibrant culture of Mexico, in addition to giving visitors the opportunity, as we always do, to learn about plants, and the native orchids that exist in Mexico.”
    The show has been in the planning for about a year, when the NYBG horticulture team dreamed up the theme for the exhibition’s 22nd edition. Past outings have drawn on the gardens of Singapore (2019), Thailand (2017), Cuba (2010), and even Brazilian Modernism and the work of artist Roberto Burle Marx (2009).
    “The Orchid Show: Mexican Modernism” inspired by the architecture of Luis Barragán, at the New York Botanical Garden. Photo courtesy of the New York Botanical Garden.
    For this year’s edition, the NYBG is also presenting a photography exhibition from Mexican artist Martirene Alcántara, who for decades has been captivated by Barragán’s architecture. Her photographs of his Mexico City home, Casa Barragán, are on view in the downstairs gallery space at the garden’s LuEsther T. Mertz Library. (The show was organized by the Consulate General of Mexico in New York and will appear there later this year.)
    The artist, who has lived in New York for 25 years, began taking architectural photographs while studying architecture at the National University of Mexico. Soon, it became her primary focus, with Casa Barragán becoming a beloved subject.
    “I have pretty much lived there for 30 years or more,” Alcántara told me. “I love that house, and every time I go, it’s like discovering a new house. Just a beautiful place.”
    Photographs by Martirene Alcántara in “Homage to Luis Barragán: An Act of Poetry” at the New York Botanical Garden. Photo courtesy of the New York Botanical Garden.
    Her photographs isolate the architecture into its basic geometry, translating Barragán’s simple, elegant lines and angles into almost abstract compositions. (Four works from her series “Homage to Luis Barragán” are in the collection of New York’s Museum of Modern Art.) The stripped-down, minimal nature of Alcántara’s work stands in striking contrast to the maximalist approach inside the glass-walled conservatory.
    The new show delivers on the “explosion of orchids that you have come to expect from this annual tradition,” Jennifer Bernstein, the garden’s president, said, but with the added bonus of other Mexican flora.
    Cacti in “The Orchid Show: Mexican Modernism” inspired by the architecture of Luis Barragán, at the New York Botanical Garden. Photo courtesy of the New York Botanical Garden.
    That includes agave, cacti, and the pink bougainvillea—the color which is echoed in some of the wall installations—as well as some of the country’s approximately 1,300 native orchids, 40 percent of which don’t grow anywhere else on earth. But other varieties of the beloved flower can be found almost everywhere, which has allowed the NYBG to stage such a wide variety of themes for the annual showcase.
    “There’s over 30,000 species of orchid, native to every continent and every biome except Antarctica,” Zack Leibovitch, the conservatory manager, told me. “You can even find orchids growing wild just a couple of miles from the city.”
    “The Orchid Show: Mexican Modernism” inspired by the architecture of Luis Barragán, at the New York Botanical Garden. Photo courtesy of the New York Botanical Garden.
    The garden’s horticulture team, led by Brian P. Sullivan, vice president for glasshouses and landscape, and Marc Hachadourian, director of glasshouse horticulture and senior curator of orchids, grows many of the specialty orchids in the show on site. But these days, thanks to advances in tissue culture, the garden is able to purchase most of the plants from nurseries.
    “They take a small portion of cells and grow them in a Petri dish,” Leibovitch explained. “They will be a complete clone of the parent that the cells were taken from.”
    It’s much faster and less expensive than growing plants from seed or by dividing adult plants, although there are some species, like the showy slipper orchids, that don’t respond well to this method.
    A lady slipper orchid. Photo courtesy of the New York Botanical Garden.
    The show features thousands upon thousands of orchids, in a full rainbow of colors, with both tiny flowers and massive blooms. (After the show’s run, many of them get donated to the local community, such as senior centers, through the garden’s Bronx Green-Up program.)
    It’s a feast for the eyes—and for the nose, with the blossoms’ fragrant scents permeating the space. (The show’s run also features seven after-hours “Orchid Nights” with adult beverages and cumbia sonidera dance parties.) As New Yorkers eagerly await warmer weather and spring sunshine, soaking up the Mexican vibes is the perfect antidote to the winter blues.
    “The Orchid Show: Mexican Modernism” and “Homage to Luis Barragán: An Act of Poetry” are on view at the New York Botanical Garden, 2900 Southern Boulevard, Bronx, New York, February 15–April 27, 2025.  More

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    From ‘Raging Bull’ to ‘Un Chien Andalou’—A New Show Traces Cinema’s Greatest Storyboards

    Martin Scorsese’s 1980 sports film Raging Bull crescendos with a knockout of a fight. In it, the titular Jake LaMotta squares off against Sugar Ray Robinson in a tense, dramatic bout, the scene made even more energetic by a restless camera and snappy editing. However spontaneous those shots appear on screen, they were diligently storyboarded by Scorsese in pencil sketches that visualized every punch and thrust, bob and weave.
    “These storyboards are not the only means of communication for what I imagine,” the filmmaker told Phaidon in 2011, “but they are the point where I begin.”
    Storyboard by Martin Scorsese (1979), for Raging Bull (1980). Martin Scorsese Collection, New York.
    Scorsese’s hand-drawn storyboards for his Oscar-winning drama are now among the 800 objects on view at “A Kind of Language: Storyboards and Other Renderings for Cinema” at Osservatorio, an outpost of Fondazione Prada in Milan. The exhibition peeks behind the scenes of filmmaking over the past century to unpack the many creative processes behind the medium. More than 50 directors, cinematographers, graphic designers, animators, and choreographers have contributed storyboards and other material from drawings and poster designs to mood boards and photographic references.
    Poster drawing by Henri Alekans, for Wings of Desire (1987), directed by Wim Wenders. Courtesy of Wim Wenders Stiftung.
    Storyboards, though, dominate most of the show. As Scorsese alluded to, these annotated visual representations of a film’s sequences help communicate a director’s vision to a crew, aiding in decisions ranging from camera angles to character development.
    “Storyboarding is an integral part of the process,” said the exhibition’s curator Melissa Harris. “Visually setting a scene and then plotting out its ebbs and flows may help the film team consider relationships between characters, figure out how to advance the narrative, or realize how to convey the essence of a particular segment.”
    Storyboard by Max Douy, for Dune (1973–77), directed by Alejandro Jodorowsky (unproduced film). © Institut Jean Vigo (Fonds Max et Jacques Douy).
    Directors and storyboard artists have taken diverse approaches to the medium. Scorsese’s pencil drawings join the likes of Agnes de Mille’s plain sketches for Oklahoma! (1955). But on the more detailed spectrum are Max Douy’s storyboards for Alejandro Jodorowsky‘s doomed Dune adaptation, which forefront set and character design, and Bernando Bertolucci’s highly shaded panels for Little Buddha (1993), which indicate some manner of high drama.
    Storyboard by Bernando Bertolucci (1992), for Little Buddha (1993). Courtesy Bernardo Bertolucci Foundation and Recorded Picture Company. © Fondazione Bernardo Bertolucci and Recorded Picture Company, digitalizzazione: Progetto Bertolucci/Fondazione Cineteca di Bologna.
    Others take an artier approach. Agnès Varda’s storyboards for Salut les Cubains (1963) are appended with photographs that serve as source material, while Jay Clarke’s animated storyboards for Wes Anderson’s The Grand Budapest Hotel (2014) provide meticulous detail and a sense of timing.
    Storyboards by Agnès Varda (1962), for Salut les Cubains (1963). © Agnès Varda Estate – Agnès Varda Photographic Archives on long-term loan to the Institut pour la photographie.
    Harris also pointed out in the press announcement how the form and identity of a film’s character might emerge from these storyboards. They could come in handy, she said, “when something does not seem quite convincing in a character or a physical interaction, or even provide visual references for the actors.”
    Cases in point are Pablo Buratti’s detailed panels for Pedro Almodóvar‘s Julieta (2016), which center on the journey of its titular character; and Todd Haynes’s collaged image boards for I’m Not There (2007), which capture the many metamorphoses of its protagonist, Bob Dylan. “When you put one image next to another,” Haynes told the New York Times in 2016, “it says more than the two separately.”
    Top: Storyboard by Pablo Buratti, for Julieta (2016), directed by Pedro Almodóvar. Courtesy Pablo Buratti. Bottom: Still from Julieta (2016), directed by Pedro Almodóvar, produced by El Deseo. Courtesy El Deseo D.A. S.L.U., photos by Manolo Pavón.
    “A Kind of Language,” though, makes room for storyboards for films with zero narrative or character development. Or at least one of them: Luis Buñuel and Salvador Dalí’s 1929 Surrealist touchstone, Un Chien Andalou, a 16-minute silent film threaded through with dream logic. Inspired by their nighttime visions, the pair wrote the screenplay for the movie in a few days—a fevered stretch reflected in Buñuel’s hastily scribbled notes and bizarre drawings of human forms and anatomy.
    Script page by Luis Buñuel for Un Chien Andalou (1929), directed by Luis Buñuel. © Luis Buñuel Film Institute.
    “No idea or image that might lend itself to a rational explanation of any kind,” Buñuel reflected of the movie in his 1983 memoir, “would be accepted.” But even that, it turned out, called for some form of storyboarding.
    “A Kind of Language: Storyboards and Other Renderings for Cinema” is on view at Osservatorio, Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II, Milan, Italy, through September 8. More

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    Jeffrey Gibson’s Venice Biennale Pavilion Heads to L.A.’s Broad Museum

    Cherokee-Choctaw artist Jeffrey Gibson has become an unmistakable voice on the international stage, with works in various disciplines championing Indigenous and queer identities, all in a riotous color palette and marked by eye-popping geometric designs. An upcoming museum show promises to extend the artist’s growing ubiquity.
    “Jeffrey Gibson: the space in which to place me” will open in May at Los Angeles’s Broad Museum. It will present an adaptation of the U.S. Pavilion at the 60th Venice Biennale in 2024, where Gibson was the first Indigenous artist to represent the country with a solo exhibition. It also happens to be the artist’s Southern California institutional debut, and will include over 30 works comprising paintings, sculptures, flags, murals, and a video installation. 
    Jeffrey Gibson, 2023. Photo: Brian Barlow.
    The works refer to official 19th- and 20th-century American legal documents, lyrics from pop songs, and quotes from civil rights activists, among other sources. The show’s title comes from the Oglala Lakota poet Layli Long Soldier’s poem Ȟe Sápa, which contemplates Indigeneity and is partly arranged in a geometric format.
    “Developing this project for the Venice Biennale made me interrogate my relationship with the United States as an Indigenous person,” said Gibson in press materials. “I wanted to showcase that complexity while celebrating the resilience and joy present in the liberation stories and legacies of Indigenous makers. 
    “The show is about turning margin and center inside out, putting topics and people who have been pushed aside in the spotlight,” Gibson continued. “I’m excited for the project to reach audiences in Los Angeles—in a way it’s coming home, from representing the country on an international stage to speaking to histories that are part of our lived experiences here in the U.S.”
    Abigail Winograd, Jeffrey Gibson, and Kathleen Ash-Milby pose at the entrance to the U.S. Pavilion at the Giardini during the 60th Biennale Art 2024 on April 16, 2024 in Venice, Italy. Photo: Stefano Mazzola/Getty Images/
    Artnet News picked the Venice presentation as one of the standout national pavilions, with our Europe News Editor Margaret Carrigan calling it unsubtle in its blood-red evocation of genocide and ethnic cleansing and yet at the same time somehow joyous. 
    One of the paintings Gibson showed in Venice, THE RETURNED MALE STUDENT FAR TOO FREQUENTLY GOES BACK TO THE RESERVATION AND FALLS INTO THE OLD CUSTOM OF LETTING HIS HAIR GROW LONG (2024), has been acquired by the Broad. It incorporates the titular text in a vivid, bright, abstract design that incorporates glass beads; the text quotes a 1902 letter written by the Commissioner of Indian Affairs to a California school superintendent, lamenting Indian students’ failure to assimilate.
    Jeffrey Gibson, THE RETURNED MALE STUDENT FAR TOO FREQUENTLY GOES BACK TO THE RESERVATION AND FALLS INTO THE OLD CUSTOM OF LETTING HIS HAIR GROW LONG (2024). Courtesy of Jeffrey Gibson Studio. Photo: Max Yawney.
    Also on view will be two works from Gibson’s 2020–21 Brooklyn Museum exhibition “When Fire Is Applied to a Stone It Cracks.” In one of those pieces, an equestrian bronze sculpture, Charles Cary Rumsey’s The Dying Indian (ca. 1904), shows a slumped figure wearing newly commissioned moccasins by John Little Sun Murie titled I’M GONNA RUN WITH EVERY MINUTE I CAN BORROW (2019), after lyrics from the 1971 Roberta Flack song “See You Then.”
    Other works on view will include giant ceramic sculptures like the nine-foot-tall WE WANT TO BE FREE (2024), made with colorful nylon fringe, tin jingles, and steel, with the titular text, which refers to the Civil Rights Act of 1866 (not a typo!) spelled out in beads. That act was the first federal law to define citizenship and claim all citizens equal under the law, and was meant to apply to formerly enslaved people.
    Jeffrey Gibson, WE WANT TO BE FREE (2024). Courtesy of Jeffrey Gibson Studio. Photo: Max Yawney.
    The more recent civil rights act also makes an appearance in the large-scale mixed media painting ACTION NOW ACTION IS ELOQUENCE (2024), which refers to words spoken by New York Democratic House Representative Emmanuel Celler to his fellow representatives during a session of Congress in 1964.
    Beloved singer Nina Simone inspired the work BIRDS FLYING HIGH YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL (2024), its title taken from the song “Feeling Good,” written by Anthony Newley and Leslie Bricusse and made popular by Simone in a 1965 recording. Avian shapes appear alongside a geometric rendering of the title text.
    Installation view, “Jeffrey Gibson: When Fire Is Applied to a Stone It Cracks,” Brooklyn Museum, 2020–2021. Photo: Jonathan Dorado.
    “Jeffrey Gibson imbues unabashed radiant color into his paintings, murals, sculpture and video installations, signaling through his art that frank examination of difficult truths can be affirmative expressions of hope, identity and beauty,” said Joanne Heyler, founding director of the Broad, in press materials.
    The Venice Biennale presentation was organized by the Portland Art Museum, Oregon, and SITE Santa Fe, New Mexico, commissioned by SITE executive director Louis Grachos, and curated by Kathleen Ash-Milby, a member of the Navajo nation and curator of Native American art at the Portland Art Museum, along with independent curator Abigail Winograd. The Broad’s presentation is organized by curator and exhibitions manager Sarah Loyer with the participation of Winograd.
    “Jeffrey Gibson: the space in which to place me” will be on view at the Broad, 221 South Grand Avenue, Los Angeles, May 10 through September 8. More

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    Barbara Hepworth’s Previously Unseen Stringed Sculptures Make Their U.K. Debut

    Strings first showed up in Barbara Hepworth’s practice in 1939—and remained threaded throughout her practice. To the British sculptor, they served her perceptual aims, allowing dramatic views of her carvings from every angle, while representing her connection to nature. Strings, she once noted, were “the tension I felt between myself and the sea, the wind, or the hills.”
    Hepworth’s imaginative use of string is now getting the spotlight in a new show at London’s Piano Nobile gallery—the first exhibition to delve into this aspect of her oeuvre. “Barbara Hepworth: Strings” explores how the artist has woven the material into her famed sculptures, paintings, and drawings, including objects going on view in the U.K. for the very first time.
    Installation view of “Barbara Hepworth: Strings” at Piano Nobile. Photo courtesy of Piano Nobile.
    “Hepworth is known to us today for her adventurous use of metal and rock to break down the boundaries between space and mass, giving the same value to both,” said curator Michael Regan. “Equally, as this exhibition will show, she used strings to create in her sculptures the tension between light and darkness, presence and absence, solidity and weightlessness.”
    The show arrives as Hepworth’s sculptures continue to command the art market. Her auction record is $11.5 million, according to the Artnet Price Database, achieved by her 1970 work The Family of Man: Ancestor II at Christie’s in 2023. The blockbuster sale of Paul Allen’s collection at the same auction house in 2022 saw Elegy III (1966) fetch $8.6 million, her second highest auction result; more recently, Sotheby’s sold Sea Form (Atlantic) (1964) for $5 million in June 2024.
    Barbara Hepworth, Curved form (Wave II) (1944, cast 1959). Photo courtesy of Piano Nobile.
    Born in 1903 in West Yorkshire, Hepworth moved just before World War II to St. Ives in Cornwall, where she found a studio that allowed her to “work in open air and space.” It’s here that she would commence her stringed works, inspired by the region’s natural landscapes. The exhibition features objects including Small Stone With Black Strings (1952), a dainty work that represents Hepworth’s only stringed stone sculpture, and Curved Form (Wave II) (1959), in which the strings enclose an organic form.
    Barbara Hepworth, Small Stone With Black Strings (1952) on view at “Barbara Hepworth: Strings” at Piano Nobile. Photo courtesy of Piano Nobile.
    Also included is an intriguing piece from Hepworth’s “Orpheus” series, based on the mythical bard and his trusty lyre. Theme on Electronics (Orpheus) (1956), in fact, was the first in the series, commissioned by electronics company Mullard for its London office. The sculpture went on view at the firm’s headquarters atop a motorized base—a display that, alas, failed to work to Hepworth’s satisfaction.
    In letters recently unearthed by Piano Nobile, the sculptor wrote repeatedly to the company through the 1970s to lament the installation. In a 1966 missive, she noted that “the turntable never seems to work.” In yet another letter, she said, “during the last decade, I have often been very dismayed to find that either the work was not moving around, or, if it did, it jerked.”
    Barbara Hepworth, Theme on Electronics (Orpheus) (1956). Photo courtesy of Piano Nobile.
    After Mullard’s closure, then Hepworth’s death in 1975, ownership of Theme on Electronics was transferred to Philips, which had acquired Mullard. The work was deemed lost until the 2000s when it was snapped up by a private collector, who has loaned it out for its first exhibition.
    Another sculpture making its U.K. debut is Pierced Hemisphere (Telstar) (1963). Drawing on the silhouette of the commercial satellite Telstar, it features strings emanating from one of Hepworth’s signature pierced forms.
    Barbara Hepworth, Pierced hemisphere (Telstar) (1963). Photo courtesy of Piano Nobile.
    Elsewhere in the show is a maquette for perhaps Hepworth’s best known stringed work, Winged Figure (1963). For decades, the 19-foot-tall sculpture has hung on the side of the John Lewis department store on London’s Oxford Street, its twin bladed wings webbed by intertwined stainless steel rods. The maquette on view, created with sheet metal and rods, was the model that John Lewis gave the nod to.
    Barbara Hepworth’s Winged Figure on display the day after its installation on the side of the John Lewis department store in London, 1963. Photo: Roger Jackson / Central Press / Hulton Archive / Getty Images.
    Strings and lines also found their way into Hepworth’s drawings, some of them sketches and studies for her eventual sculptures. The exhibition surfaces Oval Form With Strings (1960), an energetic swirl in which a network of lines appears to be consumed by an oval opening, as well as 1942 works Forms in Movement (Circle) and Lines in Movement, which offer vivid juxtapositions of lines, planes, and geometric shapes.
    Barbara Hepworth, Forms in Movement (Circle) (1942). Photo courtesy of Piano Nobile.
    “When I start drawing and painting abstract forms, I am really exploring new forms, hollows, and tensions which will lead me where I need to go,” Hepworth once reflected. Each element injects new dimensions into her work, she added: curves and planes offer “pure rhythm,” colors a “mood of place and time,” while strings “can twist one from the front to the back.”
    “Out of all these components, I search for new associations of form and hollow and space,” she said, “and a new tautness and awareness for the growth of new sculptures.”
    “Barbara Hepworth: Strings” is on view at Piano Nobile, 96 and 129 Portland Road, London, the U.K., through May 2. More

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    Abstract Expressionist Michael West Was Overlooked for Decades. A New Show Revives Her Lost Legacy

    For the past five years, New York’s Hollis Taggart gallery has been championing the work of Michael (Corinne) West (1908–1991), a little-known Abstract Expressionist woman painter whose life’s work was fortuitously rescued from a city auction when her estate went unclaimed.
    Now, the gallery is presenting its most ambitious showing of West’s work to date, taking a deep dive into the artist’s archives to present reproductions of her writings and other documentation related to paintings on view in “Chronicling an Artistic Practice: Michael West Paintings and Archives From the 1950s to 1970s.”
    A photo of Michael Corrine West with her painting Vietnam Summer (1963) at her solo show at Granite Galleries in New York. Photo courtesy of Hollis Taggart, New York.
    “We have photos, news clippings, notebooks, sketchbooks, a lot of stuff,” gallery director Kara Spellman told me at the show’s opening.
    Spellman is currently overseeing the production of a catalogue raisonné of West’s work—something that could never have happened were it not for Stuart and Roberta Friedman, who fortuitously purchased a painting by West at a Westchester thrift shop in 1989. When they finally tracked down the artist to learn more about her, they discovered she had recently died, and the city of New York was about to sell her estate.
    Michael (Corinne) West, Untitled (ca. 1960s). Photo courtesy of Hollis Taggart, New York.
    The couple bought it all, some 110 paintings on canvas and 500 works on paper, in additions to the archives.
    Since Hollis Taggart took over, all but about 40 of the paintings have been sold—but the gallery has been quietly buying up other West works, some of which are being sold for the first time in the current show, and considers its efforts to raise the artist’s profile as part of a longterm project.
    Michael (Corinne) West, The Green Table (1966). Photo courtesy of Hollis Taggart, New York.
    “I think it takes repetition to get an artist into limelight,” the dealer told me. “She’s a very important, undervalued, under appreciated artist—even now compared to other women artists of the same period who I see out there, like Lynne Drexler and Alice Baber who I don’t think are as important as she is, but have far greater market value.”
    There are 14 oil on canvas works on view in the current show, priced starting at $45,000 for the 13-inch-tall Head, and up to $225,000 for the show’s only figurative painting, Flowers. (Most are between $100,000 and $165,000.) Works on paper range from $4,500 to $6,500. The artist’s auction high of $176,400, according to the Artnet Price Database, was set in 2022 at Sotheby’s New York, for roughly double the painting’s presale estimate. (Before 2019, her work had only hit five figures three times.)
    Michael (Corinne) West, Flowers (1952). Photo courtesy of Hollis Taggart, New York.
    West was one of Hans Hoffman’s first students at New York’s Art Students League in 1932. In the hopes of being taken seriously by the art world, she even adopted the male name Michael—she was born Corinne—at the suggestion of her close friend Arshile Gorky, who is said to have proposed to her, unsuccessfully, no less than six times. (West instead married war photographer and experimental filmmaker Francis Lee.)
    Gorky’s love letters to West were—until Hollis Taggart became champions of her work—the main reason her name was known to art historians and scholars. Another was photographs of West by her friend Richard Pousette-Dart.
    “Chronicling an Artistic Practice: Michael West Paintings and Archives From the 1950s to 1970s” at Hollis Taggart, New York. Photo courtesy of Hollis Taggart, New York.
    But West was much more than a muse. Not only an artist in her own right, she was also a prolific writer and poet with strong opinions about art and creativity.
    West’s “Notes on Art,” which she began keeping in the 1940s, identified the burgeoning Ab Ex movement as “The New Art” in 1948. She could also be quite cutting—one entry describes “third rate realism displayed in gold frames [that] looked like someone had just cleared the attic.”
    Michael (Corinne) West’s archives include this note in which she writes critically of a realism exhibition. Photo courtesy of Hollis Taggart, New York.
    “She had a lot of humor—a lot of comments about a lot of different styles of art,” Spellman said. “She was constantly seeing shows.”
    The archives, which the gallery hopes sell to a U.S. museum also include West’s written records of her day-to-day life. There is her diary about going to see the doctor or needing to pay the rent—something that was often a struggle for West.
    “She would write, ‘I got an eviction notice again. Do I pay rent or do I buy paint?’” Spellman said.
    For while West was very much a part of the New York School, and was a working artist throughout her life, she never had a true breakthrough moment. Sadly, a solo show at a major New York gallery eluded West her entire career.
    Michael (Corinne) West, Vietnam Summer (1963). Photo courtesy of Hollis Taggart, New York.
    At times, West had seemed at the cusp of receiving greater recognition for her work. She was in a 1945 Pinacotheca Gallery exhibition that included artists such as Mark Rothko and Milton Avery. And in 1953, Flowers was part of the well-known Stable Gallery’s second annual exhibition alongside such luminaries as Willem de Kooning, Robert Motherwell, Franz Kline, and Joan Mitchell.
    A career highlight was a studio visit from Jackson Pollock and Peggy Guggenheim, which West wrote of in her diary.
    “Peggy told her that she paints life,” Spellman said.
    Michael (Corinne) West’s recollections of the Abstract Expressionist movement in New York mention a studio visit from Peggy Guggenheim and Jackson Pollock. Photo courtesy of Hollis Taggart, New York.
    But Guggenheim never exhibited West’s work. In 1957, the artist had an exhibition in the city at Uptown Gallery, followed by a 1958 outing at Domino Gallery in Georgetown, Washington, D.C. In the 1960s, she had two New York shows, at Granite Galleries and Imaginary Art, with her final exhibition in 1978 at the city’s Womanart Gallery. (Posthumously, West had a show at the Pollock-Krasner House and Study Center in East Hampton in 1996 and New York’s Art Resource Group in 2010.) But other opportunities failed to materialize.
    “She was asked to show in Paris, but with the expenses, she couldn’t pull it together,” Spellman added.
    A flyer for Michael (Corinne) West’s final solo show during her lifetime, at New York’s Womanart Gallery in 1978. Photo courtesy of Hollis Taggart, New York .
    Nevertheless, West estimated that she sold some 40 paintings, a slow but steady stream of sales that made it possible for her to continue working even as Pop art supplanted Abstract Expressionism as the leading art movement. Though her health declined following a series of strokes in her later years, West made work until the end, with her last drawing dated to 1991, the year of her death.
    “She was just very dedicated,” Spellman said, “to making art.”
    “Chronicling an Artistic Practice: Michael West Paintings and Archives From the 1950s to 1970s” is on view at Hollis Taggart, 521 West 26th Street, New York, New York, through February 22, 2025. More

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    How Christine Sun Kim’s Whitney Survey Reimagines Sound, Silence, and Expression

    Artist Christine Sun Kim used the word “homecoming” during the preview to her major new show at the Whitney Museum, titled “All Day All Night.” And it’s an apt one that takes on multiple meanings.
    For starters, Kim—whose wide-ranging practice explores sound and the complexities of communicating in both her native American Sign Language (ASL) and written English—got her start at the Whitney as an educator in 2007. Kim, who was born Deaf, was instrumental in developing the museum’s programs and resources to support other Deaf audience members, notably the ASL vlogs that broadened access to the Whitney’s collection to a much wider audience around the world.
    Installation view of “Christine Sun Kim: All Day All Night” at the Whitney Museum of American Art, New York, 2025. Photo: David Tufino.
    “Being an educator here at the Whitney had an effect on me as an artist,” said Kim, via an ASL interpreter. “Having access to the information that the museum has—meaning access to art history—was pivotal for me. I never had that kind of access in the past. Learning what I did here, I decided to go back to graduate school, which is how I got into sound and words. For me, this was a big push in becoming an artist.”
    This marks the largest show to date for the artist, after she was included in the museum’s 2019 biennial and created the content for the outdoor billboard space in 2018. “All Day All Night” is as fascinating and thought-provoking as it is expansive. It occupies the lion’s share of the museum’s eighth-floor exhibition spaces, as well as galleries on the third floor and the first-floor lobby galleries to which admission is free.
    Christine Sun Kim, Degrees of Deaf Rage in Everyday Situations (2018). Courtesy Y.D.C. © Christine Sun Kim. Courtesy François Ghebaly Gallery and WHITE SPACE
    Fans of her work will recognize the razor-sharp commentary in the charcoal drawing Degrees of My Deaf Rage in the Art World (featured in the biennial) that takes aim at, for instance, “museums with zero deaf programming (and no deaf docents/educators)” with respective ratings of “full on rage” or “obtuse rage” depending on the specifics of the situation. Another large drawing, with the self-explanatory title, Shit Hearing People Say to Me, has an accompanying detailed pie chart. There are also sound experiments where vibrating surfaces on which items like paintbrushes or tacks are laid, then translated into visual marks and accompanying performance videos.
    The artist uses “musical notation, infographics, and language to produce drawings, videos, sculptures and installations that often explore non-auditory political dimensions in sound,” said curator Jennie Goldstein. The works range in date from 2011 to 2024 and consider “these core concerns, as well as the importance of family, community, and the complex negotiations of shared social spaces.”
    Christine Sun Kim, How Do You Hold Your Debt (2022) Collection of Jenny Osterhout and Santiago Martinez Govela. © Christine Sun Kim. Courtesy François Ghebaly Gallery and WHITE SPACE
    The title “All Day All Night” refers to a motif in Kim’s work—the visualizing of ASL signs for the sun moving over the horizon and dipping below it—which has cropped up in her early drawings from 2012 as much as her recently executed canvases from 2023. The title “also points to the energy that Christine brings to her artistic practice,” Goldstein added. “She is relentlessly experimental, iterative, and dedicated to sharing her deaf-lived experience with audiences.”
    L to R: Whitney curator Jennie Goldstein, artist Christine Sun Kim and Whitney director Scott Rothkopk at the opening of “Christine Sun Kim: All Day, All Night”
    This is helped by Kim’s amazing ability to distill complex ideas in an accessible way, both in her work and in discussions about it. For instance, at the preview, she offered an rare view into her experience of the echo. “Yes, it’s a sound but it’s also a deaf experience that we go through,” she said. “My interpreter right now is echoing back what I’m saying… She’ll also echo what you’ll say into sign language… so my deaf experience is very echo-y.”
    The artist said that despite studying graphic design for just one year, it has gotten into her mindset, and how she views the world. Perhaps not surprisingly, she nods to word-centric contemporary art star Ed Ruscha in one of the catalogue essays. The room erupted in laughter when Kim said she views the word “echo” itself as “a beautiful word,” and then added with a shrug: “It’s four letters, it’s very balanced. The E, the C, the H, the O are so cute.”
    Installation view of “Christine Sun Kim: All Day All Night” at the Whitney Museum of American Art, New York, 2025. Photo: Audrey Wang.
    On the Whitney’s third floor, visitors will experience this exploration of echo as it is laid out visually in drawings and murals across the walls. “The arcing black forms visualize the shape of the sign for echo,” said Goldstein, “where four fingers of one hand contact the palm of the other and then move away in a motion resembling an illustration an echoing sound wave.”
    The first floor gallery presents drawings, videos, and a large kinetic installation featuring large inflated red balloons shaped like arms that reach out to touch a stone-like object. The works “explore the interconnectedness of ASL and deaf culture,” said Goldstein. She noted that some drawings consider the role that sign language interpreters play in making the artist sound different ways, while other works compare specific written English words and phrases with their counterparts in Deaf English or short hand translations in ASL.
    Installation view of “Christine Sun Kim: All Day All Night” at the Whitney Museum of American Art, New York, 2025. Photo: Audrey Wang.
    Kim pointed out that although this is her largest project to date, it’s “not a long-term survey. This is just a few years that we’re looking at here. I’m still getting going.”
    She also noted that she left New York 12 years ago for Berlin and has now been there longer than she lived in New York. “So coming home does feel like an actual homecoming.”
    Museum director Scott Rothkopf also noted in his remarks introducing the show, that Kim is the first artist-in-residence at Roy Lichtenstein’s former home and studio on nearby Washington Street, which was donated to the museum’s Independent Study Program two years ago, as a permanent home.
    “The chapter that I got to have as an educator is now a full circle because I got here as an artist,” said Kim. “I am very touched and very happy to be here.”
    “Christine Sun Kim: All Day All Night” is on view at the Whitney Museum of American Art, 99 Gansevoort St, New York, February 8–July 6. More

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    How Do You Survey an Artist Whose Work Was Temporary and Site-Specific?

    Late one night in the spring of 2010, after a burger and beers with friends at J.G. Melon on Manhattan’s Upper East Side, I had an all-time-great art experience. It was around 1 a.m. and unusually hot, as I recall, when we walked the few blocks over to the Whitney. The biennial was on view, and the museum was still open. Not many people were inside, but they all seemed to be having a great time—almost immediately, we were, too. At that hour, the show felt more intense than during the day, more vivid. Bruce High Quality Foundation’s haunted hearse has stuck with me, and Charles Ray’s luscious ink flowers, and Piotr Uklański’s astonishing wall of textiles. It was dreamy.
    The artist Michael Asher, then 66, was responsible for us being there. He had asked the Whitney to stay open, nonstop, for seven days. The museum said that it could afford three days, and that was that. This was prime Asher: an incisive proposal that tests the limits of its commissioner while paying pleasurable dividends to its audience. The project is not included in the richly researched Asher survey that Artists Space is hosting in New York through Saturday, but 20 similarly fertile ones are. If you are interested in what artists can do, how they can operate in our conservative industry, it is an essential stop. It is a rousing, unexpectedly funny, and improbable show.
    I never thought someone would do it. A godhead of so-called institutional critique, Asher participated in all the grand affairs (Documenta, Skulptur Projekte Münster, Venice) and staged exhibitions at august institutions. But, when he died in 2012, at 69, he left behind little of what one could classify as art, strictly speaking. His efforts were site-specific, and they endure largely through photos, books, paperwork, and other ephemera. (Out of perverse curiosity, I searched Artnet’s auction database and found that only three of his works have been resold publicly for more than $700. His record is $33,000, for a Minimal sculpture from the late-1960s. After that, he pretty much abandoned making traditional art objects.)
    Installation view of “Michael Asher” at Artists Space in New York. Photo: Carter Seddon. Image Courtesy Artists Space, New York and the Michael Asher Archive, Michael Asher Foundation.
    Asher devoted himself to getting to the core of matters—mediums, industry norms, art’s efficacy—and highlighting what tends to go unseen. (He taught for more than 30 years at CalArts; crits in his “Post Studio Art” class were known to run deep into the night.) Invited to contribute to a star-studded 1975 magazine called Vision, he requested that two pages be glued together, a work that would “embody and represent the material conditions of its presentation,” he said. A year later, for a show in Portland, Ore., he asked a local TV station to broadcast its control room for 30 minutes. “There is nothing to take seriously, no manipulation to obey or lifestyle to be bought,” he wrote.
    When Asher was approached by a venturesome Los Angeles couple to conceive something for their home, he proposed a piece that was about, and that utilized, private property. Would they be willing to move a wall at one corner of their lot 11 inches toward their house, effectively giving up ground to a neighbor? They would. (A subsequent owner destroyed that intervention.)
    Artists Space’s show—which was curated by its director, Jay Sanders, and Stella Cilman, its assistant curator—narrates Asher’s endeavors in an illuminating (and free!) catalogue. There are also large wall murals of documentary photos and all kinds of printed matter that accompanied various projects, like a legendary publication that Asher made in 1999 for an exhibition at the Museum of Modern Art. It lists the more than 400 paintings and sculptures that the institution had deaccessioned since its founding in 1929. You are free to peruse many of these vintage materials—a welcoming gesture.
    Installation view of “Michael Asher” at Artists Space in New York. Photo: Carter Seddon. Image Courtesy Artists Space, New York and the Michael Asher Archive, Michael Asher Foundation.
    Some of Asher’s work can sound like airtight art about art (a 1973 film presents only a blank, gray image), but give it a chance. He was intent on demonstrating a sometimes-elusive fact: In art, everything is up for negotiation, everything can be questioned. At least that’s how it should be. His projects function almost like folktales, revealing what our society values and how it operates. (“Have you heard about the time that he declined to restage one of his old works for a museum survey about conceptual art and instead offered to design advertisements for the show?”)
    In one of my favorite pieces, from the mid-1980s, Asher secured the right to rename the lobby of a temporary location of the Museum of Contemporary in Los Angeles after himself: the Michael Asher Lobby. In an archival photo, a sign with that designation hangs in front of wall text for an exhibition by the Land Art king Michael Heizer (who had to get his name into the museum the old-fashioned way). It turns out that I did not know the full story. Asher actually bought the licensing rights to the lobby and then leased them back to the museum for $200 a month. Those financial shenanigans (private equity professionals, eat your heart out) make me like the work even more.
    A handful of artists have followed Asher’s freethinking lead. Cameron Rowland, 37 this year, plumbs institutional histories with a gimlet eye and often creates site-specific works that concern property. There is also Maria Eichhorn, two decades younger than Asher, who in 2016 shuttered the Chisenhale gallery in London and gave its team a vacation. A more fraught example: You could argue that Merlin Carpenter was channeling Asher, in 2006, when he used a $4,000 production fee from the Institute of Contemporary Art Philadelphia to buy luxury goods, which he subsequently displayed.
    Installation view of “Michael Asher” at Artists Space in New York. Photo: Carter Seddon. Image Courtesy Artists Space, New York and the Michael Asher Archive, Michael Asher Foundation.
    One can wish that more artists would take the Asher approach, while understanding why they don’t. It’s hard enough to make a living by selling attractive paintings. Getting by in the game of institutional critique? Forget about it. (One lesson of Asher’s career, a tough one, is that it is OK for ambitious artists to have a day job. It might even be a good thing.)
    Strolling through Artists Space’s airy, witty show, I had the sense that each exhibit offered a portal into a completely different way of making or presenting art, and just maybe, of being in the world. Homeowners can choose to cede a bit of land for good (or even abstract) reasons. Museums can choose to be open late into the night, as a respite for people who work during the day, or who just don’t want the evening to end after a few rounds at the bar.
    Museums can also choose to be catalysts for unexpected, enlivening collaborations. In the early 2000s, Asher asked the Los Angeles County Museum of Art to allow local students to rehang one of its galleries of 19th-century European art. Over a few months, the kids were taught about curating and the collection, and were then given free rein to place the works, so long as no art or museum patrons were at risk of harm. One group installed orange, purple, and green lights and banished a Delacroix to a stairwell. Another brought in mirrors and a John Coltrane soundtrack. They wrote, “We hope that our efforts please you and that the unorthodox presentation of the art and utilization of three-dimensional space in no way frightens you.”
    When was the last time that you read such a candid, satisfying curatorial statement? More