Could there be such a thing as Women's Art? From my liberal modernist perspective such a notion is foreign, threatening and, indeed, heretical.
When Mark Podwal showed the galleys for his book "Doctored Drawings" to a former culture editor at The New York Times (he has drawn for the op-ed page for 35 years), he suggested Podwal remove eight drawings with Jewish symbolism.
Some painters enslave themselves to detailed landscapes, patiently tracking every tree branch and grass blade in an effort to transcribe and document everything.
Something is blooming in Brooklyn that promises a dramatic revitalization of Jewish visual culture.
One of the advantages museums hold over galleries is that their exhibits need not focus on one theme.
Cartoonists often draw the short straws at posh cocktail parties.
Oftentimes, the art world functions like an ecosystem, whereby certain artist-producers generate innovative, new content, and artist-consumers readily borrow from those raw materials and shape them into new products.
Although Passover is no longer around the corner (11 months and counting until next year's cleaning craze), Had Gadya remains a timeless song of Jewish persecution and triumph over generation after generation of anti-Semitism.
Holocaust art has dominated the news lately for all the wrong reasons.
Permission to Use Hebrew Letters, Healing the World, and the Pull of Judaism
"Am I a Jewish artist? A woman artist? A Jewish woman artist? Of course!
Israeli Trees, The Four Corners Of Jewish Art, Kabbalistic Shells, And Tender Heaviness
Shabbat Chess, Lighting The Torah, A Hidden Synagogue, And Ketubah Collage
On Sunday, February 18, I attended an opening at the Kraft Center for Jewish Life (also known as the Columbia/Barnard Hillel) for the exhibit Words Within.
Was Rembrandt a Jewish artist because he painted the Jewish wedding?
"Back in Russia most of my works were dark and grey, reflecting the mood of those days and the way they taught us to paint," says artist Eric Lubiynov.
Mattress companies are forever reminding us that we spend one third of our lives in bed.
It sounds like a variation upon a hackneyed joke: Two Jewish writers and an anti-Semitic composer walk into a salon.
The notion of a foreground and a background in a painting is an illusion.
Often times, the most terrifying thing that plagues someone undergoing a traumatic process is uncertainty.