those women are like black holes

Result #1

those women are like black holes vernacularly implicating themselves as both objects of desire and objects of desire. Even the art of male art-world actors—from Marcel Duchamp to Alexander Rodchenko—plays a role in this exhibition, with its penchant for the ridiculous. In the first room, one encountered a pair of potted cacti, each with a human figure—one on top of the other, with the top one appearing to be a head with a penis for a vagina and a hand for a penis, and a cup for a mouth. The work seemed to present the male body as a muggy, freaky-eyed monster. On the floor, a stack of books on origami, arranged in a circle, suggested the idea of a traditional Japanese puzzle, with its little girls on the page, who, though all smiles, seem to be sadistic. The books are from a series of books that the artist has been making since 2005, when he first began exhibiting his work, as if to show that his art is not just a matter of female fantasy but also of male desire. The pages of these books are filled with images of the male body: statues of male heroes, guys on the canes, guys with big dicks, guys in sports gear, guys with tattoos, guys in porno magazines, guys with large dicks, guys in the street, guys in pickup trucks, and so on. In one of the books, a guy stands in a library with a stack of books on origami; a few days later, he will be doing origami for a living. A man with a beer in his mouth, he holds a copy of this book in one hand, and a gun in the other, like a ninja. In another book, a man with a big red dick is doing origami. He looks like a copy editor, and he is making origami paintings on canvas.

Result #2

iced over with a large smile of a maudlin, unrepentant maniac. In a sense, theres no way to look at them without seeing their faces—or at least without seeing the smile. The irony of that smile is as much a part of the illusion as it is a part of the image. There is a kind of sign art of the smiling face, and the smile is one of the best images in the show. The image is a real smile, not a fake one, but a smile that is a sign of freedom, a smile that speaks of the importance of being alive. But then again, that is the irony of being alive.

Result #3

those women are like black holes vernacular. Like the women, her figures are indistinct, their bodies exposed, yet they are all there. This is a museum, not a gallery. She is the museum itself.This exhibition included drawings, paintings, and sculptures. The gallery space was transformed into a refuge, a place where the artist could have her art made. The paintings, which were executed in the style of a domestic interior, were made from paper and cardboard, and the sculptures were made from found objects such as a flat iron, a box of matches, and a wooden dowel. The sculptures were mounted on the wall and on the floor, as if in a backyard game of hide and seek. The sculptures, made of wood and metal, were set on wooden bases; they looked like empty wine bottles, and their shapes suggested the empty spaces of a bottle. The paintings, which were also in the style of domestic objects, were hung on the walls and on the floor, as if they were paintings. In a few cases, the paintings were completely covered with paper and cardboard, as if they were paintings. This exhibition, like many others, was divided into two parts, one part a tribute to the artist, the other a tribute to the museum. In the first part, the exhibition included paintings and sculpture, a line of work that the artist has been carrying out for more than twenty years. The figure of the artist—the artist as artist—has always been present in his work, but the paintings have always been accompanied by text and drawings. The figures in the paintings are always present, but only in the form of a fragment of a figure or a fragment of a figure, and they are always accompanied by an image. The figures in the sculptures are always present, but they are not represented in the usual way, for they are abstracted from the figures, from their bodies. The sculptures are in the same sense, abstracted from their bodies.

Result #4

those women are like black holes ), but the show was not much more than a one-note selection of the latest in the ever-expanding list of women artists. To the contrary, it was a pretty terrible display. The exhibition was organized around an ideology of gender and race. The most interesting aspect of this was that it was black and white. The exhibition included some women artists who are also black (Richard Smith, Llyn Foulkes, and Helen Mardens) as well as one black artist who is a member of the National Academy of Art. The overall effect was a bit like a one-line joke: a lot of white-gloved, male-friendly, gender-conscious painters.This is not to suggest that the show was a failure. It was, however, a mostly one-sided show, a reflection of the fact that few women artists have really had the opportunity to exhibit and work with their surroundings and, therefore, to reflect on their own art. The problem is that there are not many women painters who have the opportunity to work with their surroundings, who can take on such a large and diverse audience and succeed in attracting it, and who can make a statement that is also representative of the best in the show. These are very rare circumstances. The reason for this is that there are no women artists who can take on such a large and diverse audience and succeed in attracting it, and that, furthermore, there are few women painters who can make a statement that is also representative of the best in the show. These are very rare circumstances.The show was divided into three parts, each entitled, by a title, into three separate galleries. The first part, A New National Gallery, was dedicated to the most recent art works of the female gender, while the second, National Gallery of Art, was devoted to the works of the male gender. The third section, National Gallery of Art, was dedicated to the art of the female gender.

Result #5

those women are like black holes and thus they seem to consume their own black holes. The black hole is a hole, like the black hole in the world, but one which is not really black. It is an object that is a black hole, but one that is not black. The black hole is the black hole of a black hole and in this way it is the black hole that is the object of desire.The black hole is also the black hole of the world, and it is a black hole that is a black hole, like the one in the world. This black hole is the object of desire and the object of the desire of the world. The black hole is also the black hole of the world, and the black hole of the world. It is a black hole that is the object of desire and the object of desire of the world. The black hole is also the black hole of the world, and the object of desire of the world. It is a black hole that is the object of desire and the object of desire of the world. It is a black hole that is the object of desire and the object of desire of the world. This black hole is the object of desire and the object of desire of the world. This black hole is the object of desire and the object of desire of the world. This black hole is the object of desire and the object of desire of the world. This black hole is the object of desire and the object of desire of the world. This black hole is the object of desire and the object of desire of the world. This black hole is the object of desire and the object of desire of the world. This black hole is the object of desire and the object of desire of the world. This black hole is the object of desire and the object of desire of the world. This black hole is the object of desire and the object of desire of the world. This black hole is the object of desire and the object of desire of the world.