icon caret-left icon caret-right instagram pinterest linkedin facebook twitter goodreads question-circle facebook circle twitter circle linkedin circle instagram circle goodreads circle pinterest circle

Report from the Front

Art criticism, sometimes with context, occasional politics. Published in hard copy 2-4 times a year. New shows: "events;" hard copy rates & how to support the online edition: "works."

 

ADVANCE PROMO

For the past week, I have been attending the annual conference of the College Art Association (to which I have belonged since my first year in graduate school). It was an exciting experience, but also an upsetting one -- not least because for the first time in all those years, I spoke from the audience to dispute a couple of statements by one of the speakers up on the dais.

I am not good at expressing myself extemporaneously, nor was this experience helped by my fear that what I had to say was something that very few people around me wanted to hear, but the response I received from the speaker was enormously illuminating (maybe even more illuminating than she realized).

Although there were dozens (and maybe even hundreds) of panel discussions and sessions during the four days of the conference, most didn't deal with topics of interest to me. As a result, I got to only 4 whole sessions and portions of 5 more-- in addition to checking out the book and artist supplies sections, and talking to a few of the exhibitors there.

From all this experience, I felt that I'd learned something about the current state of art criticism and yes, even the current state of art history, which I hope to present at this website as my report on the CAA, some weeks hence

This should take place after I've had a chance to unwind a bit, plug holes in my research, post 4 reviews of exhibitions that I've already written and want to get online before the shows themselves go down, and tend to assorted other business.

So -- stay tuned!
Be the first to comment