Bonnie Lucas, Booty, 1985. Assemblage on fabric. ILY2 New York.
I discovered Bonnie Lucas’s work in October 2024 while whizzing through the Paris Internationale art fair. I’d been visiting some of my closest friends, who were among the founders of the fair. I didn’t have much time to look at all the galleries, and I wasn’t there to shop. But as I passed a gallery from Portland, Oregon, that I’d never heard of, something caught my eye. I spun on my heels and doubled back. It was the . . .
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