Erica Dawn Lyle

  • picks February 06, 2018

    David Kennedy Cutler

    Just one week into David Kennedy Cutler’s durational performance here—the artist is living in the empty gallery for ten weeks this winter, improvising makeshift shelter from materials on hand—Off Season, 2018, already feels like an eerie tableau of cabin-fever madness. An enormous white cube constructed on the show’s first day stood by week’s end with gaping holes in its tattered drywall after the artist, wielding two long vitrines, smashed through its walls à la Jack Nicholson in The Shining. Cutler’s clever internet-era reboot of the familiar trope of the artist facing down existential harm