Chiquita has no place in the arts, let alone at an art fair with deep ties to Latin America.
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Stop Hating on Pantone’s “Mocha Mousse” Color of the Year
I am always unfortunately attuned to the manner in which people respond to the color brown.
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The Banal Evil of Atrocity Photography
In the dark genre of self-reported atrocity photography, governments take pictures of their crimes and file them away in an act of simultaneous remembering and forgetting.
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I’m a Guard at the Seattle Art Museum. This Is Why We Plan to Strike.
After 27 months of union contract delays, we’ve had no choice but to take drastic measures.
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The Banana That Made Me Sick to My Stomach
Maurizio Cattelan swims in the same swamp as those he pretends to parody.
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Republican-led Bill Would Give Trump the Power to Squash Arts Nonprofits
Everyone from museums and nonprofit galleries to universities and art publications should be concerned.
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The Gestural Feminism of Iranian Women
The student who stripped her clothes to protest the country’s oppressive dress code fits into an evolving movement of body-based feminist activism.
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Hurricane Helene Was a Wake-Up Call for Glass Artists
Studio glass practitioners pride themselves on rejecting industry, but the cyclone laid bare the movement’s entwinement with mining.
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A Different Kind of Joy
The house was already on fire, and both presidential candidates showed up to the race brandishing a box of matches.
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An Anti-Monument to Match Our Moment
Maya Lin’s Vietnam Veterans Memorial reminds us of a wound on and of this nation, and the risks of forgetting.
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The Hopeful Light of the Synagogue of Gwoździec
After the devastation of the Chmielnicki Massacres, there began an outpouring of mysticism and a steadfast commitment to joy in the face of hopelessness.
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What Does the End Look Like?
Divya Mehra’s drawing series The End of You drives home who’s oblivious to the end of the world and who isn’t.