Mark Greenwold on Jack Levine

Greenbergian Modernism… has put nails in the coffins of all sorts of serious and interesting representational artists for most of my lifetime.

Samuel Jablon on Mike Cloud

Like a sinister joke, or a self-destructive one, the work makes us laugh and question why we’re laughing.

Joan Waltemath on Zen and the Art of Billy Al Bengston

“Stud”, an exhibition of Billy Al Bengston’s paintings at Venus over Manhattan Gallery this past November, afforded a unique opportunity to see the legendary West Coast painter in New York City. It is clearly a special moment for an artist.

Caroline Wells Chandler on Katherine Bradford

The first time Katherine Bradford came to my studio I thought she was messing with me. I had recently graduated from Yale’s painting program and was feeling pretty down with a bad case of post grad school malaise.

Melissa Meyer Remembers Jean Dubuffet at the Jeu de Paume, 1991

Jean Dubuffet, La Riante Contrée, 1977, Acrylic on 54 pasted papers, 82.5 x 121 inches In February of 1991 I had my first show at Holly Solomon Gallery on 57th Street. The following June I made an art trip to both Paris and London. In Paris, I saw the opening...

Ken Buhler on Andrew Pfriender

One wintry Sunday afternoon in the mid-1980’s, some friends and I piled into a car and headed up Rte. 17 into the Catskill Mountains. In a couple of hours, we exited at Loch Sheldrake, NY, and found our way to a rural mobile home belonging to Andrew Pfriender, aka Grandpa Pfriender.