Dawn Williams Boyd at Dodd Galleries at the University of Georgia

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Explicitly religious, overtly narrative, even the lighting/photography doesn't have the contemporary virtuality. And this little fear that these, unfit, are scrolled through as "inclusion" - as the logic that explains it. The indiscriminate napalm of explanation. This while every NYC gallery attempts to revise its roster with 20 somethings that "fit the program." Which is the paradox of visibility. The things that don't fit the program, don't fit the program. Because the program of scatalogic seminal male nappies is prestigious. Instead a great pair of tits called Nurture.

“Vasilis” at LIFE SPORT

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A press release like professional portraits attempts predetermining its self-subject, performing the very thing it is writing about, which like Warhol's screen tests removed from their celebrity and social role, are interesting for the base drama of a person confronting themselves presenting, to camera, their dawning self-consciousness float under them, like all that self-consciousness and over determination so recently in painting's vogue, we enjoy the subject appearing with awkward struggle.