For Wynwood’s Second Saturday, I made my way up to the Design District to check out San Francisco based artist Joshua Hagler’s first solo show at 101/exhibit, properly named, ‘Perceptions of Religious Imagery in Natural Phenomena.’ Freshly settled back in the States from his 6 month residency at MIRA in Martignano, Italy; one can see the direct influences this residency had on him. Pulling from his personal Christian upbringing, obscure Catholic Churches he explored in Italy and the classical baroque interiors of those spaces, Hagler fuses these references into something wonderful. I’d like to take you on a personal tour and urge you to go & visit this exhibit that’s on view till November 26th.
Review
Joshua Hagler at 101/exhibit
by Brinson Renda on October 10th, 2011
Performance Art as Revisionist History
by Lee Foley on October 4th, 2011
Detroit Disassembled @ Queens Museum of Art
by Gabriella Radujko on September 28th, 2011

Andrew Moore, House on Walden Street, East Side, 2008, Digital chromogenic print scanned from film negative
Andrew Moore’s must see photographs in Detroit Disassembled at the Queens Museum of Art capture the ruinous state of Detroit after the collapse of the automotive industry. The colors are lush, the light, ecclesiastical; and Moore captures the intensity prescribed by Frederick H. Evans who urged photographers to “wait till the building make you feel intensely”.
To-dos @ the Morgan Library
by Gabriella Radujko on September 10th, 2011
It is hard to believe that the 1913 New York Armory Show took place less than 100 years ago. The seminal show drew laughs for its paintings and denunciations for their degeneracy, while the medium of photography, facilitated by Alfred Stieglitz, was inaugurated as a new art form, acceptable only as measured by proximity to the extreme paintings and sculptures on exhibit.
It is Picasso’s list of suggested artists for inclusion in the show, dated 1912, that makes a case for the subtleties that make this Morgan sleeper, “To-dos, Illustrated Inventories, Collected Thoughts, and Other Artists’ Enumerations from the Smithsonian’s Archives of American Art”, a must-see for anyone interested in art history or contemporary art or both. Through curatorial acumen, its 80 lists simultaneously remind us how different yet familiar at the same time the world is today from the one reflected in the exhibit.
Set for an Altered State
by Aaron Harbour on August 30th, 2011
My fellow Americans. As a young boy, I dreamed of being a baseball, but tonight I say, we must move forward, not backward, upward not forward, and always twirling, twirling, twirling towards freedom.’- Kodos, Treehouse of Horror VII
Beautiful Vagabonds @ Yancey Richardson Gallery
by Gabriella Radujko on August 9th, 2011
Yancey Richardson Gallery signaled appreciation for the naturalist John Burroughs by naming the summer group show Beautiful Vagabonds, the writer’s poetic keywords for birds. Few works exemplified a naturalist’s approach to photography, however, demonstrating fitting curatorial restraint for a subject-based show intent on catholicity. Among them Sustenance #114 by Neeta Madahar, Policeman by Jitka Hanzlová, American Goldfinches by Paula McCartney, and Terry Evans’ Field Museum, Drawer of Eastern Meadowlarks, works corresponding to what one would see in a natural history museum.
Chris Duncan: Patterns and Light
by Howard Hurst on July 23rd, 2011
Last Saturday I had the pleasure of taking a visit to the Hamptons to escape the oppressive New York City heat. Brooklyn based painter Ryan Wallace was my host and showed me around the latest exhibition at Halsey Mckay Gallery, a new summer long gallery venture. Their second show, Patterns and Light is a solo exhibition of work by San Francisco artist Chris Duncan. It’s funny that I came to escape the heat; walking into a room full of Chris’s work is like staring into the sun. The largest work in the show, Prism Schizm is the most obvious in this respect. The yarn construction is like a tapestry of homespun summer air erupting from a tiny quicksilver pyramid. Two floor level mirror constructs feel like pooled quicksilver set out to collect strings of color that ooze lazily from its grinning wall sized façade.