Hitler’s most hated artist.
Catastrophic collage boxes and birdcages.
Abstract shapes in black and red collide in empty space.
His murals transform, and transform you, as you stroll past them.
She designed several famous monsters of filmland!
A world of seedy, jazzy, criminal, sexed-up human monsters.
Her feats of transubstantiation were mesmerizing.
Optically giving, mind-teasing, unabashedly beautiful paintings.
He painted the portrait of everything our eyes always miss.
Cult genius or filthy weirdo? Duh. He’s both.
A synthesis of word, image, art, and revolution.
“My fate lies not in the stars, but in a star: myself.”
He painted bizarre bone structure and fetal eyeballs.
A slim, reticent oeuvre.
He shot the most glamorous photo of all time.
He deserves to be known for more than wallpaper.
A symphony of hard angles and rigid lines.
A world of allegory and stark juxtaposition.
His grand-scale pixels pull you close.
Never before had images been so unsettlingly self-aware.
His art was populated with talismanic objects.
Vicarious traveling to a made-up world.
“The Beguiling of Merlin” tells this painter’s own life story.
“Forget all the standard art forms.”