Before you place a bid on that original Jeff Koons ceramic Puppy vase, you might want to take a peek at Donald Kuspit's The End of Art.
Walking through the retrospective exhibition of Lee Bontecou, on view at MoMA-Queens, is uncannily like visiting an out-of-the-way museum of natural history, as if her entire work to date had bee
In the 1960s, the New York Jewish Museum became the unlikely leading venue for contemporary avant-garde art in America.
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.
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.
Since I'm from California, I sometimes dare to dispute the seemingly popular East Coast belief that my home state is a cultural wasteland.
Toward the end of January, I received an invitation to a press opening for "Manet and the Sea," at the Philadelphia Museum of Art.
Few of the good things that reward the rising--or risen--young artist have not fallen to John Currin in recent days.
I have always marveled at the way in which Abstract Expressionism was able to transform a disparate group of painters, none of whom had shown any particular promise of artistic greatness, into fi
While filming in Western Australia in May 1999, the critic Robert Hughes
survived--barely--a head-on collision with another car.