Recent debut novels by Rachel Cattle, Sinéad Gleeson, and Hannah Regel deal with the realities of women making a living making work.

Ahead of her return to mumok & ImPulsTanz, Vienna, the Korean dancer and artist unpacks her interest in control.

At Albertina Modern, Vienna, fantastical humanoid contraptions and very literal fitness sculptures hum with new, postindustrial purpose.

So much more than a land artist, a Berlin retrospective of poetry, photography, video, and light installations impart a pantheon artist’s many heterodox attempts to touch reality.

Artist Ed Atkins and poet Steven Zultanski recommend eight very agitated or awful books for the summer.

Is gender a disease, or a corrupted diagnosis? Skolnik’s genre-exploded book The Ginny Suite proposes a new kind of protagonist: the anti-woman.

Amid the bare studs of a vacant FiDi highrise, a self-organized exhibition reanimates memories of New York’s abandonment and once-settled feuds over the myths of abstract art.

Anyone can get away with war – as long as it looks cute online, that is. What smooths over capitalism’s bloodiest inner workings is it’s most innocent image propaganda: the girl.

Opening her first-ever museum show at OK Linz, Pussy Riot’s founder sex dolls, fighting Putin over the uses of religion, and sublimating pain through artistic violence.

The author of My First Book on the tattoos she regrets, retelling Shakespeare for Gen Z, and how long it takes for a cultural event to become a bouncy house.

In Copenhagen, a survey centered on a cornucopia of portraiture – owls, clowns, waters, so many Isabelle Hupperts – tries to shrug off the yoke of identity.

In the new documentary High & Low, the “fall” of the Margiela and former Dior designer is a plot to finger the fashion industry’s nostalgia while obscuring that what all redemption stories do is move product.

Ahead of the first serve at Centre Court, a seasoned groundskeeper clued us into gardening by the millimeter and why Novak Djokovic likes eating his grass.

In coitus and nuns’ veils, cabaret and liturgy, roller skates and torrents of blood, Austrian choreographer Florentina Holzinger’s SANCTA is living feminist utopia now.

After co-opening the Biennale’s German Pavilion to responses of awe and protest, we spoke to the Israeli artist about artistic ambiguity, the war in Gaza, and the redemptive promise of outer space.

The dissident artist’s videos probe the memory of state socialism. In tutus and pointe, her Austrian Pavilion at the 60th Venice Biennale envisions the downfall of Russia’s current evil sorcerer.

Where the politics of the stranger might invent radical futures from outsider-art forms, Adriano Pedrosa’s exhibition offers little more than a safe space for essentializing folklore.

Zodiac hate crime, going a decade without meals, seeking revenge in Roland Barthes – wisdom is a fruit of the most regrettable choices, truth only what you can annul.

As the Art World descends on Venice’s canals for the 60th Biennale, Spike’s hedonist columnist dishes out the best way to get drunk between bridges and where to eat like Hemingway.

The director of Fresh Kill reflects on fusing gender hacking, queer media activism, and a parable of environmental racism into a (newly restored) avant-anarcho eco-satire.

A journey into the sugary heart of gay romance, from yaoi to E.M. Forster, raises the question: Why is gay happiness so controversial? Is it just because they’re having better sex?

Beyond affirming that fashioning a new self is often a matter of class, the French author’s coming-out auto-fiction is a cold, hard accounting of being bored shitless.