“[H]istorical and cosmological dimensions beyond the perceptible.”

On Alice Wang’s latest exhibition at Artforum.

“A map can never take the place of the territory.”

On Shih Meng Hsin’s latest Taipei exhibition, in Artforum.

Three of Travis’s works on paper will be featured in “All I Think About is You,” a group exhibition at Galerie Nothelfer, Berlin, curated by artist Michael Mueller. The exhibition runs April 30 – June 26, 2021. More info here.

A review of Zhang Enli’s latest exhibition, at Mousse.

Is it that filmmakers have become so averse to cliché and universalism that they’re willing to jeopardize not only quality but comprehension in their pursuit of novelty and particularity? In fact, such exploits cohere remarkably well with the new world disorder—nothing really makes sense anymore, every day unspools a new web of absurdities. Rather than discard that material on the cutting room floor, why not make it the final cut?

On the 50th International Film Festival Rotterdam, at Artforum.

Things are so sexy. That’s because they are dead. 

On “Study of Things,” at Guangdong Times Museum, at Artforum.

“Like a great minimalist storyteller, King derives maximum narrative impact from the smallest gestures and assemblages—hidden ironies mold their pathos. A sense of formal refinement serves as an affective complement to the intimacies the artist so delicately evokes. To the canon of black queer brilliance, King adds the potent splendor of understatement.”

A review of Clifford Prince King’s latest show at Artforum.

We could say that Guan gives us a playful fabulistic modernism, though I prefer to think of it as a neo-monumentality: These are commemorations of a nonreality whose fantastic beings and events seem superior to our own, a “thingdom of gory,” such as James Joyce conceived in Finnegans Wake (1939).

On Guan Xiao’s recent exhibition at Antenna Space, at Artforum.

Sgomento Zurigo is pleased to announce its first exhibition

Caspar

Susan Howe, David Horvitz, Vera Lutz

with a text by Travis Jeppesen

5 pm, September 9th

We look forward to seeing you at the opening!

c/o Dienstgebäude Töpferstrasse 26 8045 Zürich

The silver cows carried on a conversation. The stars in the sky were shattered dots. No one was awake to see them. Center of sharing beneath the skin. Two brains beat back and forth. Evil is removed from every situation. Glad dogs revel. The future a cold piece of toast. Glad fathers the furtive gestures. Fat wheels on each side of a long stick. Sad woman long hair sits with sunglasses on. Foot explosion. Grocery store grumbles. Line zit on the side of yellow. I yr drown you. Motivate mother to pick up the knife wound. The big long thing stretches. I think it is called a cat in most places. Nipple the bunter on to grandiose. The shovel realizes how to be flat. Zoological barks a name. Shadows, the best kind of gesture. Smoke being spat out knows what toenail is created. Down in the factory, I always knew my name. How am I allowed to see you, prudence? You can’t even spell backwards. Sunglass avenue no me clean…Something squirts out of the deformed bird up above. Novel beginnings, the cheese of a lie. The ground is a chaos of symbols.

From Victims, a novel.