Review: Lygia Clark, MoMA
Adrian Searle, The Guardian
May 2014
I have a bag over my head. Before that, I wore an assortment of masks. One had eyeholes decorated with what seem to be pan scourers, and a pocket sewn inside that was filled with cloves. It smelled like grandma’s potpourri. Another of these weird bits of headgear rattled as I moved my head. […]