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"It's an amalgamation of the Chicago neighborhood aesthetic with a Bulls fan, quite literally. It's kind of on the nose, but that's how I juxtapose the elements of my work, with the structure of a home and then a figure who is around or in the home."

"Most people don't stop to observe the crews' work or the infrastructure they uncover," Tentler-Krylov said. "But these unseen things keep the city going."

When I'm painting, I try not to look at too many things so I don't become overly influenced. But we can't really escape ourselves. There are imaginations from other people that I love. Diogo's work is a colourful combo of Alejandro Jodorowsky's strange filmic palettes, Japanese sci-fi and vintage posters.

This is just one item in a display that looks at how wood can be turned into all sorts of things that don't look or feel like wood at all. It's all because wood is a renewable resource and could be a viable replacement for plastics and other oil-based materials.

My approach to fashion isn't rooted in traditional design; it begins with imagery. He envisions clothing not merely as fabric but as an integral element of storytelling within striking visuals. Queer photographers from another era ignite my creativity far more than the mere act of making garments.

Anderson's washed out, hazy, heat-drenched take on figurative painting is him trying to figure it all out, to make sense of a senseless world.

Before he was a filmmaker, David Lynch was a painter and, if you're familiar with his esoteric filmmaking practice - peppered as it is with some of cinema's most indelible imagery - it all makes a lot of sense. A year after the auteur's passing, a newly opened show at Pace Gallery's Berlin space, Die Tankestelle, foregrounds Lynch's career-spanning fine art practice and its inextricable link to his cinematic oeuvre.

Muscle memory refers to procedural memory, actions taken that do not require conscious thought (like riding a bike) as the motor movement has been embedded in the brain through repetition. Contextual mistakes in muscle memory—such as someone attempting to zoom in while drawing on paper versus a tablet computer or double-tapping a photograph instead of a social media feed—prove a potent starting point for Doe's latest body of work.

Originally from Dallas and now based in New York City, I approach photography as an exercise in atmosphere, trust, and control. Trained in the discipline of film and later in fashion photography, I work with both natural and artificial light to construct images that feel cinematic and psychologically charged. Moving fluidly between studio and location, I transform spaces into environments that heighten mood and presence.

We tell ourselves stories in order to live. For more than 50 years, the French artist Sophie Calle has worked in the space between facts and their retelling, demonstrating how the narratives we share about ourselves are always partial, constructed. Working across photography, text, film and installation, she reveals how fantasy and projection intervene in our best attempts to see and be seen.

Kohli's work is inspired by the generative forces of nature-its cycles of growth, dissolution, and renewal. Central to the artist's visual language is Shakti, the transformative power of the divine feminine. Kohli uses the womb as a potent symbol of creation and possibility, exploring transformation within the eternal cycles of birth and death.

Disembodied heads, eyes, and hands meet spindly trees, dragonflies, and vibrant blossoms in the folk-art inspired works of Michael McGrath. Based in Rhinebeck, New York, McGrath melds a variety of media-most pieces contain a mixture of graphite, ink, and oil and acrylic paints-into dynamic compositions suffuse with mystery. Recurring symbols and objects lend themself to a distinctive visual language that captures both the wondrous and puzzling.

CONDO WEEKEND BEGAN in the same way that all good British rom-coms, or Martin Amis novels, do: walking against the wind, en route to an oversize redbrick Victorian house in Earls Court, a spot that my press invitation had unabashedly advertised as being located in Notting Hill, but is an easy two tube stops away. This was the "standing" dinner to celebrate Arash Nassiri's "A Bug's Life," newly open at Chisenhale Gallery, in a renowned collector's home.

Like half-remembered dreams, her curious pastoral visions displace familiarity in search of wilder fantasies, where humans are nowhere to be found. Against Nature, the London-based artist's second solo show at Pilar Corrias, establishes Wilson at the helm of a flourishing artistic engagement with the para-pastoral in contemporary painting. Hers is an altogether strange, uncanny variant of the British countryside that resists the canonical entrapments of a bucolic idyll.

One recent weekday morning, the British painter Peter Doig arrived at a bonded warehouse-a cavernous brick building-about a mile south of the River Thames, but not subject to the import taxes of the United Kingdom. He buzzed through security and entered a windowless white room, where he settled in for a long day. Awaiting him were a series of etching prints that had been brought over from the United States to be signed by Doig before being put up for sale.

One of Vija Celmins's wonderful Night Sky works. Maybe one of her charcoal drawings of the cosmos, with a comet flaring across the surface. She conjures up such immensity, and such intimacy, with countless tiny points of light shining out of the darkness. Which cultural experience changed the way you see the world? In a word, Paris. After I left school, I spent several weeks working in Paris and discovered the pleasures of looking, on my own, for myself.

For Derrick Guild, portraits of the likes of the Infanta and the Spanish royal family, such as Velázquez's seminal" Las Meninas," provide the starting point for a painting practice that examines social status, mores, and expectations. Through 17th- and 18th-century portraits, Guild examines art as a vehicle for social and diplomatic relations, considering how painting was used to impart very specific messages and emphasize prestige.

In ChertLüdde, evocations abound: the show is a transcription of California (I've never been, but I imagine it to be sun drenched and a bit dehydrated), which is transposed onto the grid of the gallery in Schöneberg. Shells, dried stalks, bits of pottery, sea urchins, art left behind by visitors, are arranged on a stage (a duplication of the one found in Horvitz's garden in Los Angeles),