Walead beshty biography of nancy
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Issue 38 November
(Re)claiming Sanctity
Black Backstage
—Shameekia Shantel Johnson
To Live and Work in L.A.
Alternative Art Spaces
—Keith J. Varadi
Collective Memory and
Coded Histories at the 60th
Venice Biennale
Interview with
Andra Nadirshah and
Stevie Soares
Michael Oxley Wants
to Show You Something
Brandon Tauszik
Reviews
at the Hammer Museum
—Laura Brown
Keith Mayerson
at Karma
—Alexander Schneider
Robert Andy Coombs
at ONE Archives
at the USC Libraries
—Philip Anderson
Tamara Cedré
at the California
Museum of Photography
—April Baca
Dogs & Dads
at Diane Rosenstein
—Aaron Boehmer
(L.A. in São Paulo)
Catherine Opie
at Museu de Arte
de São Paulo
—Mateus Nunes
Issue 37 August
Sirens in New Pitches
—Isabella Miller
The Connective Role
of Art in UCLA’s
Pro-Palestine Encampment
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Futuristic, Freaky, and Fetishized, Machines Take Over in New Show at Petzel
For artist Walead Beshty, a chair is not just a chair, and a desk, not just a desk—even if it belongs to gallery owner Friedrich Petzel. The artist recently organized an exhibition, “A Machinery for Living,” opening July 2 at Petzels Chelsea gallery, which hijacks the dealers desk out of his office and into the gallerys 18th Street space.
With artworks that span the last hundred years, by artists as diverse as Liam Gillick, Franz West, Helen Pashgian, Josiah McElheny, Claire Fontaine, Lewis Baltz, Kelley Walker, Jan Groover, Lee Lozano, and Superstudio, Beshty has curated a show thats at times conceptual and serious, at others visceral and quirky, and at once retrospective but forward-thinking.
In addition to commandeering Petzels desk (which will serve as a stand for mannequins clothed by Atelier EB) for the exhibition, the show is saturated with images from daily
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Walead Beshty
Ive just done a review for Sourcevery shortof a catalogue of Beshtys work called Natural Histories, a collaboration between a museum in Malmo, Sweden, and another in Madrid. I didnt have enough space to give examples, or do any kind of speculation, and inom regretted that. It seems like work to talk to, rather than to review. I can imagine a situation in which one individ talks or writes and another fryst vatten making things, and they go back and forth, egg each other on. Anyway this work seemed like a gentle and respectful dissenting voiceagainst most of what most of us accept about photography most of the time. In fact it seemed to frame that belief rather well: hes troubled by our willingness to accept photography as an abstraction; he wants to show it to us again, as something very concrete, meaningful in a specific context. Its klar, honest, and salutary. And sometimes visually eloquent as well.