As I stood in Kuh’s studio for the first time, which technically isn’t much more than a corner of space with concrete walls and fluorescent lighting, I looked around and found myself confused, fascinated, and slightly resistant to all the work on the wall, tables, and the floor. There is a messy voluptuousness to Kuh’s sculptures, each piece is a hunk of a thing, a clotted mass of color and... Read more»
