Success is often accomplished in a team. At The Morning News, one long-running and successful team is that of Robert Birnbaum and Rosie, his faithful canine companion and co-interviewer, who passed away on July 22, 2008.
Fresh from trips to Paris and Helsinki, the Bear takes a moment to relax at home.
Barbara Probst’s diptych and triptych photos, taken at the same time from different cameras and points of view, offer multiple versions of a split second.
Photographer Edgar Martins seeks out banal settings, takes his time, and without any post-production trickery exposes what you missed, say, the last time you landed at JFK.
The self-portraits of Chinese performance artist and photographer Li Wei tend to astound; his relationship with gravity is not exactly predictable. Using mirrors, cables, wires, and other tools, the artist produces sublime surprises.
So much of commerce now is blind: online shopping, tech support in Bangalore. The phone-sex industry, though, thrives on being faceless and intensely personal at the same time.
Gas prices and the ozone be damned, there is just something erotic about a Charger that you’ll never get from a Prius: masculine muscle, feminine curves, and complete freedom, at least until you can't afford to fill up the tank anymore.
Kehinde Wiley’s paintings marry strange bedfellows: the National Gallery and New York City streets; sneakers and traditional Senegalese textiles.
Amy Arbus brings some of Broadway’s most recognizable actors from the stage to the streets, fully costumed and in character.
You gotta love art with a message. In Stephen Floyd’s case, the medium is our conversational ether, our office-talk, the phrases that float around us during dinner conversation and in the news and are completely obvious—except when they end up in one of Floyd’s drawings and get turned on their head.
