I’ll say it again, Kris Kuksi’s sculptures need to be seen in person. See all the obsessive sculptural nuances by the modern Rococo master up close. Don’t just squint at the .jpgs but come and walk up to these floating islands, dripping in details, blooming with guns barrels, anachronistic soldiers, machines in decay. What is it about growing up lonely in rural Kansas in a broken home that makes one make stuff like this? Beats us. See the freshest, like the mythical-themed first three above at: Kris Kuksi, “Triumph,” Mar 8 – Apr 7, Joshua Liner Gallery, NYC
No, these aren’t chairs left behind by the world’s craftiest escape artist/sub. These are Kennedy James’ Shibari inspired Serial Bondage sculptures. Each tiny armchair is tightly, intricately bound and set or strung up inside a glass dome with a walnut base. Each kinky dome stands 6 inches tall. Think Nobuyoshi Araki of miniature furniture. Aww. Get some at Etsy. Read more »
You’d think that at the very moment that the tenth hundred thousandth millionth Unknown Pleasures tattoo was etched into the young skin of yet another Joy Division fan whose own personal Manchester scene revival revolves solely around Ian Curtis’s suicide folklore, at that very second that the needle finished up flesh-doodling the sound wave squigglies, then all Joy Division-related artwork would thereby by outlawed because there’s just too much of it… that no one should have to lay eyes on it again… Read more »
Only really having fallen in love with Maurizio Cattelan after he erected a giant middle finger statue in front of the Italian stock exchange (zeitgeist much?), these images of his post-retirement anti-retrospective at the Guggenheim are making me swoon. He didn’t just decide to clump and string up all his work in the middle, dangling in a great heap, progressively visible as you traverse the ramp upwards? Oh, yes, he did. Read more »
Artist Christine Chin’s “fleshy kitchen accessories” take inspiration from “some of nature’s most ingenious engineering.” Milk jugs are riddled with nipples. Salt shakers stand on baby toes. The elegance of a crystal cup ‘n’ saucer is combined with the (simulated) biological enhancement of a grip-friendly human ear handle and decorative hairy trimmings. Ew. Read more »
Montreal artist Jannick Deslauriers builds war machines from translucent fabric. Ghosts of artifacts — tanks, hand grenades, typewriters, pianos, fields of poppies — half-float in her sculptural installations, hosting a “fragile conversation” on human nature. Read more »
The Joshua Liner Gallery brings the big guns to PULSE Los Angeles with the best of macabre contemporary Baroque – American artist Kris Kuksi’s new necro-anachronistic, Medieval-Futuristic sculptures. Technically, they’re “mixed media assemblages,” but that’s not very descriptive for something this epic. Read more »
This “hydraulic typewriter” converts letters into cocktails with the press of a “key” using 136 interconnected translucent tubules. Finally, an impressive development to the Russian DIY hooch industry. The colors! The colors! Read more »
Behold: Recent 27 Club member Amy Winehouse, the bare-boobed ghost-muse behind New York sculptor Daniel Edwards’ latest sculpture for his Cory Allen Contemporary Art gallery exhibit. Her bronze bust scrubbed of tattoos, the blue-eyed soul chanteuse has lillies and a little songbird perching in her trademark beehive and looks quite lifelike, unless you look at the withering skin sinking in over her jutting ribcage and pre-implant breasts. Unlike Edwards’ classic, scathing Justin Bieber the Sylvester Cat dick with Tweety Bird balls sculpture, this one is kind of sweet. Read more »
Practical and Disgusting Uses for the ‘Wearable Privacy Shell’
Check this arty fashion accessory/fashionable art object from Italian collective GAIA. The Veasyble series of Privacy Curtain Shells is comprised of minimal headgear and purse-like contraptions that unfold like accordions to cover your face, your eyes and your head ‘n’ torso. Conversely, it can create a tunnel of intimacy between the wearer and a partner, presumably, for face sucking. Nifty. But what else does it do? Read more »
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