Quote, “John Currin’s new show draws a sharp distinction between sex and sexiness. There is more explicit erotic action on view than in any images hitherto by this avid courter of controversy, and there is sexy paintwork to boot. But, instructively, you don’t find both in the same places… A controlled, super-knowing nastiness used to typify Mr. Currin’s bodies — women with sagging, almost tumorinflicted posteriors, absurd basketball busts, and protruding, bony hip joints — and still comes across [in some pictures]. But there is a different dynamic between Mr. Currin and chinaware. If anything, the elusive, recalcitrant objects inflict a certain cruelty on the artist trying to fix them to the canvas while getting across their homey American rococo.” From an interesting piece by David Cohen over at Art Critical about Currin’s new show at Gagosian.

Meanwhile over at David Zwerner Lisa Yuskavage has a new show (looking for all the world like it was separated at birth from a group of Julie Winter character sketches for Sam Kieth’s The Maxx.)