Everyone knows eating a whole turd isn't bad. But finding poop in your hamburger is terrible. This is the small distinction of Mayer's from say, Shimizu, Smith, Oehlen - Mayer occasionally lets himself get it right. Which is an unnerving feeling. Most just force you to swallow the whole log, but when the garnish is brought to temp the whole order falls apart. We had been keeping plates separate. But then here's a well rendered face amidst the brown. Uncertainty we find difficult.
Showing posts with label Galerie Nagel Draxler. Show all posts
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Tuesday, April 11, 2023
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Kirsi Mikkola at Galerie Nagel Draxler
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30 years before the future was female merchandised and Beyonce haloed herself a 30 foot font Feminist it seems Mikkola had already tensioned this feminism and commodification, the bronze Fearless Girls, and the activism of posture. There was apparently success. Then she left it. Which seems foreboding. Because as the PR states, "It's time for a new toy!"
See too: Andrea Bowers at Capitain Petzel
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Galerie Nagel Draxler,
Kirsi Mikkola,
Munich
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