new-york

Tom Sachs

Morris Healy Gallery

Tom Sachs’ full-service installation Cultural Prosthetics re-creates life in the Bourgeois Zone: product, protection, life behind closed doors, everything. So you can’t just wander on in, first you have to pass the Security Threshold. There’s a check point where the front desk usually is, cobbled together out of scavenged police barriers, then a series of little video monitors, another police barricade, followed by a metal detector built into an archway. The metal detector inevitably beeps when someone walks through, at which point the harried looking gallery attendant waves a detector wand at you until it beeps, then he waves you on in. Into Cultural Prosthetics, the showroom, the boutique.

There’s a lot you could say about a room with big, brightly colored cases (industrial-safety-white-and-red, mostly) full of brightly colored (also white and red) handmade handguns and shotguns and

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