"There is a book (or at least a glossy catalogue) yet to be written, not on the art of the '80s but on the ramifications of the art of the '80s on all of us who were too young to actually participate but old enough to be schooled in it. My sense is that much of the work produced by this group today is the visual equivalent of the poor soul who was really smart in school but never fit in socially -- you know, the one you would always get drunk at parties just to see him do something stupid and completely out of character. Hovering precariously between a critical knowledge that has resonated so loudly and for so long that it is impossible to forget and a new world that says a big whatever, we go through our art life like a conflicted Fred Flintstone, angel and devil Freds popping up out of the blue to whisper conflicting truths in our ears."
~Charles Kissick, Border Crossings, August, 2009
