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Letter to the Editors
Letter to the Editors

Infested and loving it in New York City

New York’s landmarks legislation is more invested in preserving a particular image of the city than the possibility of life within it.

Editors' Note

Mark Krotov and Thomas de Monchaux review Rudolph at the Met.

He was fabulous, he was a killer.

My longing for LOMEX occupies a kind of double counterfactual—what if, but what if not in that way—not wholly dissimilar from Rudolph’s own.

Personifications of pure, uncut genius square up against philistinism and its legion of jowly middlemen.

Catty Corner

On January 5, Doctor Kathy Hochul finally gave New York its gogo juice, prescribing a bitter pill known as congestion pricing to clear its clogged passages and stimulate its mass transit system.

Address A Building

The Hungarian Pastry Shop plays itself.

To have Jane Jacobs, we need to go beyond Jane Jacobs.

A view of the world, from Greenwich Village

Reviews

  • Luna Luna: Forgotten Fantasy was on view at The Shed from November 20, 2024, to March 16 in Hudson Yards.

Audiences expected the Drake-sired respawn of Luna Luna to be fun. In fact, it was a memorial to fun.

An attack on New York’s city planning orthodoxy, in the guise of a guidebook

If we want to understand today’s prevailing ideas in design, we should look, not up at buildings, but down at our feet.

Sifting through the spoofable pedantry of An Anarchitectural Body of Work reveals Suzanne Harris, intrepid multipotentialite.

Sensitive to the subtle interplay of sound and space, Olga Touloumi’s self-consciously novel study of the United Nations offers an unintended material history of internationalism’s hollow performance.

Skyline

Washington Heights — In New York, track is back.
West Chelsea — What vision did these collectors have to select these objects from the Brimfieldian sprawl of America’s lost and found?
Upper East Side — “God knows what elegance is.”
MIDTOWN — I encountered no protestors making noise, only believers in their own land.
Chelsea — Was art better back then, or was I twenty?