It feels odd to spend Sunday morning browsing a spotless gallery.
To the unpleasant tune of a grand piano lid slamming shut, it’s especially --emphasis on sp...
Hilton Als, long-time theater critic for The New Yorker and 2017 Pulitzer Prize winner for criticism, stares at the ground and tightens his green polka-dot bandana-scarf.
He’s thinking (long pause). An audience member has asked, “What advice would...
The colossal 110 Northbound/I-10 east exit in Los Angeles freeway is a battleground for drivers, who, even after remembering all the necessary safety rules and ...
Los Angeles artist Lezley Saar recently joined forces with Kamil Oshundara and Maurice Harris to commemorate the end of her avant-garde show, Salon des Refusés:...
In the backyard of a Hollywood bungalow sits a garage that’s been converted into a studio. Inside, a revised definition of queer art is tested by way of needle and thread. Beside the workstation sits a vintage triple-cassette boombox that plays mixtapes containing everything from Bat for Lashes to Enya to Animal Collective. Thoughtfully laid out along the opposite side of the raised rectangular table is a makeup wipe bearing the remnants of a drag queen’s face – pink, glitter lipstick and shimmering bronzer – next to a single, claw-like rhinestone-studded press-on nail. Both are love tokens once given to Los Angeles artist Aubrey Longley-Cook courtesy of two Atlanta drag queens, Brigitte Bidet and Biqtch Puddin’, both of whom have made this house their transient home over the past month....
“On Body and Soul” is about two people who dream of each other, and exist as lovers inside shared dreams. Or do they? What is the nature of transporting l...
Jenny Lewis has dropped her trail mix. She’s standing in front of me at the Whole Foods 365 in Silver Lake, wearing a wide-brimmed rodeo hat, bell bottoms, and a rusty red-colored suede jacket with arm fringe that runs all the way down to her thigh. I cannot see her face, but I am well aware that it is indeed Jenny Lewis....
The Sundance Film Festival attracts critics, distributors, celebrity-sightseers, and movie-lovers alike to the snowy locale of Park City, UT for 10 days in January. The intimate loveliness of Park City seems picturesque and unassuming but the films that premiere here often become Oscar winners. “Call Me By Your Name” and “Get Out” were among last year’s programming. But for this year’s festival, which ran from January 18th to 28th, a number stood out: 37% of the films were directed by women. Although this statistic is nowhere near where it should be in 2018, it remains the highest percentage of women-directed films ever to be programmed at Sundance....
