The first time I saw Ghada Amer's work live I just went crazy for it.
A lot of it can be found in the permanent collection of the feminist wing at the Brooklyn Museum.
I love textiles and the illustrative way she stitches on canvas just feels so new and fresh. There is something clever about the time it takes to break down what you are looking at, and the shock when you do. I enjoy when artists come right up to the line of "art" and " pornography" and straddle it, inviting the viewer to decide.
It's like a smutty magic eye. Enjoy!