“Seven Deadly Sins: Wrath — Force of Nature” at Wave Hill in the Bronx brings together twelve artists who have their fingers on the pulse of climate change and extreme weather.
The dialogue went far deeper than a mere discussion of the current landscape of the Bronx art scene. It raised questions, and some hackles, about competing community needs, gentrification, constituencies that are too frequently powerless, and big money.
Adriana Zavala, guest curator, qualified Kahlo’s home as an “extension of her personal cosmology,” saying, “There are still things to learn about Kahlo.”
Weider is preoccupied with an examination of domestic objects. Her visual terrain is repeatedly populated with diaristic contemplations of ordinary furniture: dressers, chairs, tables, beds.
In the book, “Dorothea Lange: Grab a Hunk of Lightning,” Lange’s photography is presented with equal weight given to Lange’s intuitive eye for structure and composition, as well as to her burning commitment to social justice.
Art workers need to be remunerated in order to survive.
Marisol said, “I’ve always wanted to be free in my life and art. It’s as important to me as truth.”
By the age of twenty, Schiele had found his voice and personal style.
The Brooklyn Museum prides itself on being in touch with the borough’s wide-ranging neighborhoods.
The need for an ongoing “dual identity,” as a means of survival for the adult black male, is a theme that repeatedly manifests itself in Adams’s work.