Contributed by Bill Arning / The human body, inhabited and depicted, is inherently interesting, complicated, and contradictory. I’d wager that almost everyone reading this review is doing so while embodied, despite the perverse desire of some to exist as purely visual intellects. Yet our historical moment seems to demand rapid and radical rewritings of these fleshy vessels. The New York Times recently reported that the widespread use of GLP-1 weight-loss drugs was transforming Provincetown’s annual gathering of bears – larger-bodied, hairy gay men. What had been a radical experiment in body positivity was running aground when weight loss became relatively effortless, for a price. Two decades ago, transgender and nonbinary identities occupied a comparatively quiet corner of queer culture. Today, gender nonconformity has become a favorite MAGA bludgeon, deployed to frighten suburban soccer moms. In successive exhibitions at the reliably bold New Discretions gallery, the current one titled “Bodyology,” master painter Clarity Haynes has depicted bodily realities in almost icy, glossy detail, on a scale where a single freckle can be the size of a human fist.
Tag: Joan Semmel
Joan Semmel’s simple truth
Contributed by David Carrier / Ernst Gombrich’s The Story of Art opens with a surprising juxtaposition of two drawings. One portrays Rubens’ handsome little son, the other Dürer’s aged mother. Of the latter Gombrich says: “His truthful study of careworn old age may give us a shock which makes us turn away from it – and yet, if we fight against our first repugnance we may be richly rewarded, for Dürer’s drawing in its tremendous sincerity is a great work.” Gombrich was, to be sure, a conceptually conservative art historian. But this declaration is a perfect introduction to the once iconoclastic Joan Semmel’s “In the Flesh,” now on view at the Jewish Museum.
Alexandra Smith’s poignant restraint
Contributed by Jacob Patrick Brooks / Auxier Kline is a small hallway gallery on the fringes of Chinatown. Alexandra Smith’s previous shows there had an intimate sweetness – tender images of touch, flesh rendered in unnatural pinks and yellows, hands everywhere, faces rarely shown. “Doppelganger,” Smith’s current show in the gallery, turns into darker territory. Overall, the mood is creeping dread – a sense that “something bad is going to happen, probably to me.”
Camilla Fallon: Womanizer
Contributed by Amanda Church / Following the fleshy path of Rubens, Lucian Freud, Joan Semmel, and Cecily Brown, among many others, Camilla Fallon has recently focused her loose, lush brushwork on the female body’s midsection, specifically the navel. “The Navel Is the Center,” her current show at The Painting Center, consists of eight medium-scale paintings and four very small ones, most providing an intimate view of this inverted body part. Under such close scrutiny, it becomes symbolic, implying vulnerability, contemplation, and introspection.
Eric Fischl: Face time in the Hamptons
In the NYTimes, Martha Schwendener reports: “The show at the Parrish, ‘All the More Real: Portrayals of Intimacy and Empathy,’ stems from discussions between Mr. […]



























