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Art, Monday Gallery — February 20, 2017, 12:59 pm

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Untitled

Untitled, a painting by Cecily Brown, which was on view last month at James Fuentes, in New York City. Courtesy the artist and James Fuentes, New York City

Art, Monday Gallery — February 13, 2017, 4:47 pm

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Girl with a pointy hood and white schoolbag at the curb, N.Y.C. 1957

“Girl with a pointy hood and white schoolbag at the curb, N.Y.C. 1957,” a photograph by Diane Arbus, whose retrospective, diane arbus: in the beginning, is now on view at SFMOMA. Courtesy the Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York City © The Estate of Diane Arbus, LLC

Oral History — February 9, 2017, 10:00 am

On the Border

The story of a Tibetan refugee living in California, as told to the illustrator

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Art, Monday Gallery — February 6, 2017, 1:52 pm

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Congratulations, You’ve Made a Wonderful Decision (Duck)

“Congratulations, You’ve Made a Wonderful Decision (Duck),” a photograph by Stephanie Washburn, whose work is currently on view at ACME., in Los Angeles. Courtesy the artist and ACME.

Art, Monday Gallery — January 30, 2017, 1:30 pm

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Synaptic Contacts in the Cerebellum

Synaptic Contacts in the Cerebellum, a drawing by Santiago Ramón y Cajal (1852–1934), from the book The Beautiful Brain: The Drawings of Santiago Ramón y Cajal, which will be published by Abrams next month. The book accompanies an exhibition at the Weisman Art Museum, in Minneapolis, which opened last Saturday. Image courtesy Instituto Cajal del Consejo Superior de Investigaciones Científicas, Madrid © 2017 CSIC

Art, Sketch — January 30, 2017, 10:00 am

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Hawks and Doves

Scenes of family detention centers in the United States juxtaposed with illustrations of mourning doves migrating from Central America to Canada.

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