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  • B. Wurtz

    In the early ’80s, B. Wurtz’s sculpture was something like the artistic equivalent of putting two and two together and managing to come up with seven. He could take, say, one of those flimsy Styrofoam containers that cradles frozen pork chops, attach a piece of string to its center, anchor the string with a cork, and create a seductive UFO-like object with a peculiarly accentuated lack of meaning. His work showed ties to European artists such as Markus Raetz and Georg Herold, but with an original debunking wit located somewhere between the dryness of Andy Warhol and the broadness of the Three