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Saturday, August 12, 2017

The brutal August slog. Group shows more and more like random smattering of stock images, displaced, the anonymous object so contemporary. Art as images, stripped of the inflections from the hands that brought them, anonymize the data of authorship, subjectivity, expression, they become harder to place, alien. Stock images like a vacuum, stockpiling whatever context we can unload into them. A solo show that looks nice.