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Downtown 81, a somewhat fictional, hang-out movie starring Jean-Michel Basquiat and Alla Kovgan's assiduous documentary, Cunningham, screening in Baltimore
Field workers, sharecroppers, mothers, grandmothers (and occasionally fathers too) share space in her oeuvre with abolitionists and civil rights icons, everyone with dirt under their fingernails, everyone in all of their ordinary glory.
As Budenz makes clear at the beginning of the show, there has always been some version of a fuckboy, always someone trying to slide into your DMs.
If there are any men who want to understand the way a woman’s mind and body works, kindly add these three books to your list.
Baltimore’s pool of talent is an ever-expanding universe.
This week: Larry Cook's Eternal Splendor at Galerie Myrtis, Expanded Dialogue at Guest Spot at the Reinstitute and MONOPractice, and C – Magnetic Cultures: Four Chinese Artists at Cardinal.
In Zevel, Zachary Z. Handler creates a shrine to his experience growing up in the ‘80s and ‘90s.
Space Kümité is probably the most good, clean fun one can have consuming a piece of media that revolves around a fight to the death to settle a debate about recycling human waste.
As soon as we go inside, into the art and out of the heat, I can tamp down my existential climate dread and cynicism a bit.
Baltimore author Jeannie Vanasco’s recently published memoir, Things We Didn’t Talk About When I Was a Girl, dwells in the desire for a lived-out apology and underscores the nonlinearity of healing.
At C. Grimaldis Gallery, two solo exhibitions by Baltimore-based artists Nora Sturges and Jackie Milad repurpose cultural iconographies.
This week: Face Value at The Parlour, Tim Doud at Mono Practice, and Sue Crawford at ICA Baltimore. Face Value, through November 2, featuring work by Sydney Cook, Taina ...
Black abstraction riffs like jazz, implodes and reassembles itself from the myriad influences that found its emergence. Black abstraction is rooted in a meta-consciousness, an ode to Black survival and ...
I am uncomfortably close to a plate breaking over an actor’s head, seated among the audience on my metal folding chair. The seating is designed for easy movement during the ...
In the late 1980s, a selection of new projects funded by the National Endowment of the Arts caught the concerned eye of Congress.