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Published in New York Times, 27 July 2008
[Tacita] Dean’s installation looks amazing down here. Walking down the stairs from the museum galleries and stepping into the darkness, you can see only the flickering lights of the six projectors. They look like radiant stars in the night sky. As you get closer to each projection, the imagery comes into view. The soundtrack also begins to kick in, over and above the whirling hum of the projectors.
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/07/27/nyregion/nyregionspecial2/27artswe.html
Published in Art Forum, December 2007
Published in Art World, October/November 2007
Her meditative, often elegiac films create a welcome pause amid the frequent cacophony and discord of contemporary art, their long edits literally stopping you in your tracks. They achieve, with great subtlety, the subversion that others so brazenly crave.
Published in Tacita Dean, September 2007
Published in The Observer, September 2007
‘Dean was forbidden to film the vitrines and objects on display and so she concentrated on the hessian wall coverings that have been there since Beuys installed his works but are now to be removed, despite marks on them made by the artist. This makes for an extraordinary 18-minute film concentrating on some patched, sun-bleached beige hessian with a past. Just as when she tracked down Donald Crowhurst’s wrecked boat for her 2000 work Teignmouth Electron, she has once again done us a valuable archival service.’
Published in Modern Painters, Jul/Aug 2007
Published in The Dublin Review, Summer 2007
Published in CIRCA, Summer 2007
‘Much of what is encountered in Tacita Dean’s art is stirringly elusive. Like Werner Herzog chasing mirages in his esoteric documentary Fata Morgana , or like Bas Jan Ader forever lost “in search of the miraculous,” Dean is consumed by mystery. She demonstrates lasting delight in traces, apparitions, transcendent possibilities, yet there is an inexorable drift towards distraction and disappointment; the prevailing tone is elegiac. Often, we are brought to the brink of revelation - we may even catch a glimpse of ardently sought-after marvels - only for the epiphanic moment and any sure grasp of its significance to instantly pass, to flicker into nothingness.’
Published in Metro, May 16 2007
Published in Totally Dublin, May 2007
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