When you go to the Human Rights Watch International Film Festival, you expect the screen to be a window onto the world.
About fifteen years ago, looking for something to play on my college radio station, I cued up a reel-to-reel tape I'd found in a pile by the wall--and fell in love.
Dressed up as a tropical dictator in a sketch by the great Italian political cartoonist Altan, Prime Minister Silvio Berlusconi wears a double-breasted camouflage jacket, a goony grin on his face
It's only a little fughetta in C minor, a piece J.S. Bach wrote into a notebook he was keeping for the purpose of teaching his eldest son.
MoveOn.org joins forces with Lollapalooza to make change in November.
The young and the angry mosh the vote for the November election.
Three years ago I saw a work by the late Swiss-German artist Dieter Roth
that so captivated me that I am determined to write a book just to be
able to reproduce it on the jacket.
Most faces can simply be described, but some (like Jean Dominique's)
need explaining. When did the lips shrink away, and the light brown skin
start clinging to the bones?
Several of the recent Whitney Biennials have aspired to something more than a display of "the latest in American Art," to cite the phrase used to advertise the current show.