Vedran Kopljar at LambdaLambdaLambda

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Like an iPhone shouldn't have a bellybutton, a painting shouldn't have a butthole. Orifices ruin the sight of our oracles, puncture a hole in our hole in our aspirations. 

See too : Tishan Hsu at Hammer Museum

COBRA at LambdaLambdaLambda

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There's a joke in here somewhere about a caged bird as a metaphor for art, not singing but fried as painting. All creativity must be caged, painted. Or maybe it's just a couch painting for your song bird, happy he isn't a worker forced to factory production for eggs. Why the caged bird...

Nora Turato at LA MAISON DE RENDEZ-VOUS

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Language adrift from meaning. There's always more meaning. Like crap to chewed gum, something will stick to it,  Our active pink lump that attracts and minds the dirt, clings to any interpretable speck of concrete information. And hold it for contemplation. Both advertising and poetry leverage our interpretable bits to their advantage, opening us like a can - I'm not sure if we are meant to enjoy these or feel once again dispirited by their abuse of our good nature - our tender top, berated.


See too: Hanne Lippard, Nora Turato at Metro Pictures, Nora Turato at Kunstmuseum Liechtenstein