by Lori Tucker-Sullivan
Though I knew her story, I had never met the writer and artist Suleika Jaouad prior to her art exhibition, The Alchemy of Blood, undertaken with her mother, Anne Francey. Continue reading “My Grief Isn’t Yours”
by Lori Tucker-Sullivan
Though I knew her story, I had never met the writer and artist Suleika Jaouad prior to her art exhibition, The Alchemy of Blood, undertaken with her mother, Anne Francey. Continue reading “My Grief Isn’t Yours”
by Sue Eisenfeld
More than a hundred paintings that debuted on the salon walls of the world’s first impressionist show in 1874 found each other again at the National Gallery of Art in Washington DC in September 2024. I went to see the show on October 6, the day before October 7, which was the one-year anniversary of Hamas’s murder of 1,139 people in Israel and the hostage-taking of 250 people, and it was roughly halfway between the two holiest days in the Jewish year, during the Days of Awe. Continue reading “People of the Sand”
Welcome to After the Art’s twenty-fifth issue.
We hope you enjoy these four essays:
“Perspective” by Matthew E. Henry
“The Persistence of Memory” by Kristina Moriconi
“Grandeur and Splendor” by Kimmo Rosenthal
“There is No Dreaming Here” by Liv Albright
Continue reading “After the Art — Issue 25 — September 2024”
by Matthew E. Henry
In her book Get the Picture, journalist Biana Bosker argues that, among their many obsessions, too many in the art world are invested in finding subtle ways to “Keep out the schmoes.” She would know. Continue reading “Perspective”
by Kristina Moriconi
I do not recall where or how I first discovered Adam Shaw’s paintings and sculptures. But I know it was his painting Harbor Dawn I was drawn to first. Continue reading “The Persistence of Mystery”
by Kimmo Rosenthal
Connections between the artistic goals of poetry and painting have a long history.
by Liv Albright
I look in the mirror. My chin shrugs. The left corner of my mouth twists into a smirk. An eyelid snaps shut. I look down at white ceramic, so I don’t have to watch my face move against my will, a side effect of Risperdal. Tardive dyskinesia. Continue reading “There is No Dreaming Here”
Welcome to After the Art’s twenty-fourth issue.
We hope you enjoy these four essays:
“The Tragedies of Ecstasy” by Lillian Snortland
“Egon Schiele — Vienna’s Turn of the Century Rock Star” by Beatriz Zimmermann
“Glass Houses” by Dana Delibovi
“Still Light” by Nancy Casciato
by Beatriz Zimmermann
Egon Schiele’s self-portrait, a study in badass attitude if ever there was one, hangs in New York City’s Neue Gallery, an elegant Upper East Side maison that houses one of the greatest collections of early twentieth century Austrian and German art. Continue reading “Egon Schiele – Vienna’s Turn of the Century Rock Star”
by Dana Delibovi
I grew up two towns west of Philip Johnson’s Glass House. Continue reading “Glass Houses”