An artist’s ethereal treatment of the cosmos and the desert win her a massive, devoted following.
Niagara Falls is known as the perfect place for a romantic honeymoon, or a spectacular death.
Too often we assume art requires interpretation. But paintings don’t need to broadcast meaning to be meaningful.
Paintings of divers, ships at sea, and Superman—wearing underpants or not—find common ground in quiet mystery.
Paintings of peculiar worlds where butterflies sizzle in frying pans. The more you pay attention, the less you’ll understand.
Female subjects painted in classics by Old Masters—Diana After the Hunt, The Rape of Europa—get their voices restored, and with them new narratives and powers.
Twice the official portraitist of George W. Bush, painter Robert Anderson explains what it’s like to build a relationship with a president, separate the man from the legacy, and struggle with his smirk.
Paintings made from commercial cassette tape can’t help but embrace a sense of decay that’s inherent to the material.
A new book surveys the artistic career of Mark Mothersbaugh, from drawings that inspired DEVO to recent film scores.
Images of ships and shipwrecks, ocean ice and fireworks, that are simultaneously hot and cold, and full of turbulence.
An artist’s personal issues become manifest through dozens of identically dressed little men.
A Seattle painter creates friendly portraits of volcanoes in part to mitigate fears of complete system failure.