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Allan Gorman & Bryant Small: "Color, Inside and Outside the Lines"

by Tris McCall
published 2025-10-29

Pity poor paper. It really wants to be glass. Ditto for canvas. It isn't glass, either, and it rankles at its own opacity. Sometimes it feels like the entire reason painters add brilliant pigment to panels is to help stiff surfaces achieve the peaceable qualities of a windowpane. Glass doesn't fight the light. It acquiesces to its demands for penetration. Glass lets the illumination in, and when it does, it amplifies its brilliant shine.




 

Nobuho Nagasawa: "The Atomic Cowboy"

by Tris McCall
published 2025-10-22

It says something about the amount of peril in today's world that nuclear holocaust has lost ground to other horsemen of the apocalypse. Pandemics, environmental collapse, fascist ascendancies and the spread of carceral states: they haven't chase the mushroom cloud from our nightmares, but they've eaten into its apocalyptic market share. The fall of the Berlin Wall in 1989 took a little bit of the Cold War pressure off. No longer were we face to face with the ICBM. It was still there, dangling above us, but there was suddenly some breathing space between the payload and our poor tender heads.



Max Budnick & Francesca Reyes: "Your House & Mine"

by Tris McCall
published 2025-10-15

How many animals are nesting in your vicinity? I don't mean pets, necessarily, although you might have a few of those at your feet. I mean plushies, statuettes, depictions of critters, sketches and drawings of fauna charismatic and humble. Though we live in the city, many of us dwell by choice in private bestiaries. Even as we put up walls to keep the outdoors at bay, we invite representations of the feral world into our sanctuary.



JCAST 2025 - The 36th Annual Jersey City Art & Studio Tour

by Tris McCall
published 2025-10-08

I don't know how apocryphal it was, but I used to hear the informal designations all the time. Newark, I was told, was the place to get a kilo. Hence its nickname: Brick City. If you had a beef, you might take it up in infamous Illtown, properly known as East Orange. But people didn't fight in Jersey City. This town was considered gang truce territory, and this was the secret meaning behind our not-so-secret handle. Our nickname was Chilltown. We even had a Chilltown Magazine. I wrote for it.



"ICU/USA"

by Tris McCall
published 2025-10-01

You're on edge. Why wouldn't you be? Masked police are rounding up people on the streets of American cities. Those detained are shipped to private detention centers that exist in a blank zone beyond judicial oversight or regional supervision. This weekend, The Guardian described a CoreCivic prison in the California desert as hell on earth: crowded, unsanitary conditions, dirty water, torture, unconscious inmates denied medication. Shirsho Dashgupta of the Miami Herald reported that more than two-thirds of the men incarcerated in Alligator Alcatraz cannot presently be accounted for. Shortly after delivering a speech that echoed Joseph Goebbels's rhetoric, Stephen Miller celebrated NSPM-7, a White House directive that criminalizes dissent and empowers federal investigators to lay a dragnet and start the engine. In this febrile environment the President has announced his intention to send the army — the United States armed forces — to Portland, Oregon, treating it as a rebellious province that needs to be subdued.