Articles By Sophie Haigney
There is no boundary between my world and my workplace, except perhaps when I am asleep.
It’s not a political statement so much as an anti-statement, a means of image-making that resists firm interpretation.
The business of Gansett is really the business of nostalgia.
I’m angry because our lives are increasingly meted out in pockets of time, and I want it to stop.
It's getting harder and harder to tell weather stories that make any sense.
There are lots of reasons art doesn’t get finished. A common reason is that the artist dies.
Something interesting sometimes happens, a kind of rupture in the fabric of the Street View universe: the drivers’ faces appear, warped but not blurred.
The artificial oasis of green, the spinning infrastructure of energy, the oblivious humans.
Maybe all authority is just a performance of a role.