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Cady Noland

Paula Cooper Gallery | 529 West 21st Street

Now that the uncanny, the abject, and the pathetic have been curated and written into submission, rummaging through the detritus of the American psyche has become something like business as usual, albeit in the inflated currency of the debased. Corralled within the critical rubric of antiform and establishment-baiting, the iconography of dysfunction and despair seems curiously disinherited from the social realities it purports to represent. It is as if malevolence and dis-ease have become the moral comforters of a generation uneasy with its own establishment status. In charting parallel territory, Cady Noland seems to be acutely aware of this muddled legacy. Her strategy and response has been to create an archaeology of the present pitched around had-faith interaction. And for the first time in many years, the chronicle of violence, false morality, collective amnesia, and death of affect,

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