Marnie Sehayek

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How a Koreatown Street-Corner Puppet Show Became a Religious Experience

On a nondescript street corner a hair north of Koreatown, an infectious five-note ditty emanates into the night repetitiously. The melody is sickeningly sweet and like a maddening loop of ice-cream truck music, recontextualizing what would otherwise be an unexciting patch of urban real estate nestled amid closed businesses, strip......
A pussy portrait in progress; Credit: Jessica Mims

At Va-Jay-Jay Day, Angelenas Can Sneak a Peek at Their Cervix

“Pussy is porn or unseen,” Corinne Loperfido laments over the phone from Austin, Texas. “You don’t see it and you don’t talk about it … but in reality everyone wants to talk about it.” The L.A.-based artist/creative director is known for starting as many parties as she does taboo conversations,......
A victim on "The Regurgitator"; Credit: Bill Dunleavy

It's Your Last Chance For This Art Project to Make You Puke

Psychedelic organ riffs and cumbia beats float through Skid Row’s Superchief Gallery after hours, as Ryan C. Doyle hunches in concentration over a laptop, tinkering with a VR simulation. Decked out in a well-worn orange jumpsuit, the artist’s six-foot-six-inch frame towers over me as he covers my eyes with a......
The women of the Ovarian Psycos Bicycle Brigade; Credit: Michael Raines/Ovarian Psycos documentary

The Ovarian Psycos Are Taking Back Boyle Heights One Ride at a Time

In the opening scene of the new documentary Ovarian Psycos, shadows sprawl across Sixth Street’s sun-bleached pavement. The sounds of spokes — creeks and ticks — flitter past as masked women on bikes ride in formation, fanning out like a tactical military unit, their fists raised. A call to arms......
Scraps in Sarah Sitkin's studio; Credit: Marnie Sehayek

Sarah Sitkin Doesn't Make Horror Art — She Makes Human Art

Sarah Sitkin’s South Los Angeles warehouse studio looks like a mad scientist’s laboratory. Or maybe a serial killer's basement dungeon. With scraps of silicone flesh strewn in discard piles along the floor, disembodied heads on sticks, baskets overflowing with art along the wall, it's apparent there's some Frankensteining going on......