I am but a mild-mannered botanist -- and certainly more of a lover than a fighter. But after a decade of studying the unusual sexual habits of "bush tomatoes" in the northern Australian wilds, my voyeurism may have finally caught up with me.
There are caveats, of course, but at the end of the day, if we are open to new ways of understanding what is valuable, beyond simple aggregation of audience or dollars, then culture will truly advance.
New dirt, more scandals. They pour out of a book that profiles the curators, city planners and barons of American high society, anyone with oversized egos, through a dual thread that captures the history of New York City and the United States.
It's a mashup of classical artwork and the digital age in Paul Vera-Broadbent's fascinating reworking of history. He's taken the works of past masters and redone them as faceted modern day tributes that look like they could have popped out of a video game.
Artist Julian St. John has been knocked around by schizophrenia, homelessness and addiction, but he is still standing and is ready to impress the art world at the Laguna Gallery of Contemporary Art in Laguna Beach.