“I saId, ‘Fuck you, O. J.’ ”

On Carlos Castaneda, Buckminster Fuller, Tensegrity, et al.

With a new documentary and a book of poems, Leonard Cohen is primed for a comeback. For Suzanne Snider, he never went away.
[photo by Alan Wilson]

It Makes Us Yearn for the Days When We Were All Assholes

The History of the Legal Pad

On each Red Mill bag, Moore serves as folksy ambassador, wearing a derby cap, glasses and a bolo. In real life, he adds a red jacket. If Whole Foods sells a latte-fueled dream of healthy ’90s decadence, Bob’s Red Mill peddles a more populist fantasy of prairie days, a manufactured nostalgia.

Why do Alex Katz's elegant canvases strike critics as the ultimate in WASP art?

The artist Eve Sussman dissects infrastructure as beauty, Soviet-era aesthetics, Occupy Wall Street, Williamsburg lofts, and her latest film that uses an algorithm to distinguish each screening. With a sample selection.

Temple Grandin, the Weighted Vest, and the Search for Compression