Human Resources

Nao Bustamante and Karen Tongson from Crime Scene, photo by Sarah Kessler Nao Bustamante kicked off Human Resources LA’s July 27th benefit and Perform Chinatown After-party with characteristic mischievous flair. In the preamble to her performance, as she was thanking HRLA for inviting her and thanking us for being there to support the benefit, she […]

"el hoyo is a hole. a hole that sucks time." In "el hoyo" Rafa Esparza engages with trash and discarded items, using el basurero/ the dumpster as a framing device wherein he negotiates his relationship to memory and time. The evening will move in three parts, with brief intermissions in between. "el hoyo" will begin […]

This performance is the fourth installation in the Incorruptible Flesh series. “Messianic Remains” extends Athey's exploration of the continuation of his own post-AIDS body. Previous installments were done in collaboration with the late Lawrence Steger, (who died of AIDS in 1999), and in the new millennium with London-based artist Dominic Johnson. Between 1996 and 2007, […]

we will live stream the olympics and play improvised soundtracks, foley effects, and commentary--responding, interpreting, adding color and context to events as they happen.

Human Resources presents Divorcio USA, a night of recent work by Jacinto Astiazarán hosted by the curatorial collaborative AFTA (“Art For The Americas”). Mexico City-based artist Jacinto Astiazarán will screen two new video projects, which introduce his investigation into mutual responsibilities in cultural relations between Mexico and the U.S. While assimilation continues its progressive adaptation in both directions, these works highlight some of the mutations that can inevitably develop as part of this evolution. Though formally very different, the two videos fill in gaps for each other and create a platform to contemplate underlying problematics of exchange.

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This latest green screen adventure finds Dynasty Handbag on a dating game show where she must choose between 4 contestants vying for a spot in her vast cosmic emptiness. The bachelors are: an aggressively ambitious professional golfer, a hard-luck stray dog, a disembodied brain, and, of course, the grim reaper himself. All have attractive qualities and perhaps sustainable methodologies for dealing with life, but must she choose just one? And why are these her only choices?