REN HANG by DIAN HANSON
Ren Hang floors us. Despite enduring censorship and even jail time for his photography — often minimalistic depictions of nude subjects in surreal, joyous poses — Hang carried on, with provocative verve and an inimitable playfulness that somehow bespoke profound pain and depth at the same time. You know a Ren Hang photo anywhere. We lost him to the ether in February, 2017, and the art and poetry world limps for it. Here, a Ren Hang poem from 2013: "Tender. / Friday’s phone call / Is for Saturday’s date / Sunday’s stars / Are to dot a lover’s eyes."
9.3 x 1.1 x 12.1