It’s no longer enough to like our favorite artists’ works. By putting on Hopper’s fedora, Picasso’s striped shirt, Warhol’s wig or Kahlo’s colorful couture, we want to become their avatars.
The acclaimed sculptor holds court at the U.S. Pavilion in the Venice Biennale, where she explores the burden of colonial histories and the promise of Black feminism. She begins by thatching the roof.