Dieter Meier, known as the Godfather of techno pop along with collaborator Boris Blank, kept Le Poisson Rouge jumping Sunday night, though the uber polite Swiss obeyed the New York cabaret laws and didn't dance.
The exhibition "Hans Richter: Encounters" at the Los Angeles County Museum of Art is a curator's dream: retrospective of a somewhat obscure, multiplatform artist, who is equally adept (and revolutionary) in painting and film.
I wanted to shine a light on some stellar records from the '90s, now that enough time has passed to get some perspective. Feel free to post your own under-appreciated faves from the '90s in the comments below.
Twombly does not exist outside of visual art, like pure Dada, which is essentially conceptual. He subscribes to the visual tradition. This gives him the affinity and perspective to pull a Korine with it, to scrape off the flesh until the bones of grammar emerge.
All too rare is an art exhibition that invites the viewer to share in the joy of discovery, engaging us as confidants in new revelations that suddenly seem self-evident. "Speaking in Tongues: Wallace Berman and Robert Heinecken, 1961-1976," is just such an exhibition.