Matthew Barney’s rebirth ritual at the Astrup Fearnley Museum makes fertile detours from the cult of his own person.
In spite of some gentle institution-critical kicks, Elmgreen & Dragset seem perfectly at home in Astrup Fearnley’s homoerotic and readymade-fetishised universe.
The world becomes so depressingly flat when there’s no difference between a face and a selfie. But how do we keep reality from being swallowed by its image, and art from being swallowed by reality?
‘A farcical act of revenge’, according to Bogdan Szyber, who was unanimously rejected by a degree committee. For the first time in Sweden, a thesis in artistic research did not pass the public defence.
‘I am concerned with the complexities of human existence and with breaking down polarised opposition’, says this year’s Festival Exhibitor at Bergen Kunsthall, Joar Nango.
‘Being an editor requires an internal drive. It’s about working for something that’s bigger than yourself’, says Mariann Enge. She is Kunstkritikk’s new editor-in-chief.
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