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The Dig
September 29, 2010

In her day, Bay Area Artist Katina Huston has worn both the Lycra shorts of a death-defying bike messenger and the chevron-ed robe of a depth defying college professor. For her solo exhibition at the Chase Young Gallery, she’s pulling from both wardrobes with a series of ink on Mylar prints that draws upon Baudrillard, Duchamp, and this one time that this motherfucker in a Hummer didn’t check his blind spot and almost fucking killed her. With a passion for all things velocipede, Huston sketches abstract roadmaps of spokes spider-webbing their way across the page.

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