Review
The best of Kageyama Kōyō’s photography contains a nuanced dramatic power that is both aesthetic and political.
There is little for the audience to take away from Red, except the anecdotal dramatization of an event inspired by Mark Rothko’s career.
Few companies can do pageantry quite like ABT, buoyed by its vast resources as well as on this occasion the company’s desire to celebrate its 75th anniversary with panache.
M.I.T.’s Sean Collier Memorial does not make a full-bodied artistic statement — it does not elicit a strongly felt aesthetic or visceral reaction.
Richard Nelson does not compel us to pay attention to his characters’ psychological disclosures, and his reluctance to underline is refreshing.
Rose Marasco’s strong sensibility is always at work, searching for contrasts to capture in her photos.
Poet Klaus Merz wields his deceptively simple diction in order to pry open hidden secrets: what we leave unsaid, what we neglect, avoid.
With most of his contemporaries doing reunion tours or playing decades-old albums, Paul Weller is one of the few claiming his right to be a still-evolving artist.
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