Brasília at Midnight
by Silas Martí
Latin America’s powerhouse has buckled, and with startling speed. Seventy years of progress and downfall have taught Brazil’s artists about survival — but this crisis may put off the future forever
A House Is Not a Home
by Sam Kriss
The world’s biggest architecture prize went to a builder of social housing; more strangely, Britain’s biggest art prize did too. It’s easier to celebrate usefulness than aesthetics, but is it better?
Dancing in Chains
by Jarrett Gregory
Lovers make the best executioners. Jordan Wolfson’s unfortunate robot stares us down with his google eyes, and endures a punishment we find too familiar
Dansez le Twist
“Loss, death, experiencing that through the body; the inability to conceptually work through these things…. When something is outside the body it becomes disgusting, but when it’s inside it’s as natural as blood.”
“I feel like we have ‘Uber consciousness’ now. The idea that you can just get into a stranger’s car, fully trust them because of a rating system, and then literally just exit the car, without any transaction, or with that whole transaction masked. In some small, tiny, tiny way, that is a different kind of consciousness.”
I. Boston and Salem, Mass.
by Kanishk Tharoor
Churning Mumbai, commanding Beijing, glitzy Seoul: The century is being redrafted in the world’s new eastern capitals. Their lightning growth is something Rembrandt would recognize
II. London and New York
by Zoë Lescaze
Do it for yourself. Two secretive artists, one Swedish, one Indian, trouble the history of abstraction. Are we dismantling the canon, or just voting on new members?
by H.G. Masters
In fraught, uncertain Istanbul, galleries and artists face an autocratic government and crowdsourced censorship. Depicting Turkey’s woes sometimes means looking past its borders
IV. Los Angeles
by Travis Diehl
Once French theory was dogma; now it’s just another meme. The photographs of a perplexing philosopher resurface by the Staples Center
Jealous or Crazy
by Zachary Woolfe
The Swiss artist Pipilotti Rist gets channeled by the most famous woman in America. But Beyoncé’s aesthetics, like her baseball bat, are a blunt instrument
Tina Rivers Ryan
Marisol and the weight of fashion. The Pop artist, who died this April, reshaped bodies in wood and in clothes. Apparel is an arena in which to act
by Vincent Schipper
Rem Koolhaas is architecture’s most consistent opponent of preservation. But even he was surprised by the silence greeting the destruction of his Netherlands Dance Theater
The Belly of the Beast
by Aaron Ayscough
A canopy of gold floats above the site of Paris’s erstwhile central food market. Les Halles reemerges, but where can you eat?