A brazen challenge to four-cornered, high-gloss, post-war consumerism jump-started by customizing muscle cars has morphed into a career-long demolition of gender.

Back when she was called Phil, Garner worked as a combat artist for the US army in Vietnam. Many unreal designs and one transition later, she talked about living in willed alienation for Spike #57.

With evasive maneuvers on darkened stages, the choeographer resists the arrest of the Black body in motion. Her 2021 Q&A addresses head on the stakes of such fugitive dramaturgy.

Is AI natural, perhaps even inevitable? A survey of three artits using predictive tech to pry open or close off our ecological futures.

When is a modeling agency more than a modeling agency? When “it’s a feeling.” A No Agency protagnonist meta-texts a first-anniversary newsletter anthology from NYC’s cloutiest new logo.

At how many BPM does the soul vibrate? The X-TRA.SERVICES founder’s first EP emblematizes techno without climax and the changing tempo of New York’s underground.

Closing out a retrospective at Mudam Luxembourg, the Neogeo painter flashes back to the heritage of the square and his recognition of ideal forms as prisons.

Turning a corporate New York office into a crime scene, new sculptures and Polaroid throwbacks zero in Noland’s inquest into star-spangled paranoia.

Fragrant with sea musk, “A Shimmer Through The Quantum Foam” grafts generative AI and Cambrian zooplankton into one fruit-ripe family tree.

In the medial vernacular of our digital era, are we more likely to find life in humans or their mechanical images?

In Graz, slap-in-the-face monuments, dances with buildings, and a water-gunning boy’s choir trouble the distinctions between oppressor and oppressed.

In Vienna, a presentation of erectile drawings and out-of-scale collages benchmarks the transformation of sexual politics between her heyday and 2023.

In the afterglow of their first collaboration at Berlin Atonal, three forward-thinking musicians discuss pushing the limits of serenity and non-places as the future’s relics.

In Paris, expressive ambivalence gives way to a lyrical defiguration of sameness, as the self holds on tight through the world’s psychoses.

An artist of chance encounters muses about the intimacy of dirt, world-record mountaineering, and art that opens up the body’s every cell.

Ringing out the summer, the Viennese art world’s own Philip Marlowe sleuthed across the hardboiled city, looking for traces of the evasive Neutral.

Spread over a wooded coastal island, the exhibition’s second instalment posits soil and its flora as potent political agents.

Spoilt for choice by Berlin’s weekend exhibition offerings? Spike tabbed through the capital’s stacked program for what to see with fresh eyes in the coming days.

Is legibility in art a violent demand? During her latest solo show at Emanuel Layr, Vienna, Berger talks through bad-faith actors and fashion’s rapport with death.

Phones from a dog’s eyes, knock-off poetry, and archives archives archives: Spike’s editors recommend four shows opening during Munich’s marquee art event – and a weekend walking tour besides.