There is magical realism when reality in a work slips into reverie. Aaron Gilbert’s Psychic Novellas strobe between unflinching social realism and nightmare.
Within the new Tribeca gallery Lubov, upstairs and unassuming, I found the paintings of Katrina Fimmel.
The two solo shows of Dina and Maya Brodsky currently at Bernarducci Meisel Gallery immediately thrill the viewer with sheer technical virtuosity.
Sans Marco is a repurposed bedroom dressed as white cube venue in the back of artist Joey Frank’s apartment. The irregularity of the space is an aside to encountering the art of Colin Oulighan, whose focused and intelligent paintings sing in this context.
According to Jungian theory, the presence of a house in dreams is an archetypal representative of a return to our first house, the womb, and the way it reveals itself to us informs our understanding of the human psyche.
With the realization that his skills could be used to make a deeper connection, Steger began to make non-utilitarian objects under the mentorship of assemblage artist Raymond Barnhart.
The portraits created by Cayce Zavaglia are not meant to flatter. There is no idealization, only relentless recording of physiognomic traits. There is nowhere to hide from her methodical analysis of every form and tonality.