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William Powhida is an artist who makes fun of the art world.
I lie in bed with my personal Venus. She is of flesh and bone like me.
My father called to tell me that my sister was going off the rails at college.
Animals don’t have it so good. It’s no secret. One thing’s clothes: you won’t see a goat browsing in Petites on Saturday. . .
After Sokal Squared, we who reside in the university might want to take a long, hard look in the mirror.
Reading history is one way to find clarity in the present political hell.
When protest masquerades as art? The result is Hannah Gadsby’s Nanette.