Jacob and I encountered Basualdo’s installation, The End of Ending, a few months ago. Winding our way around it was a dark, wonderfully emotional experience. Was it a giant boulder? Life-ending meteor? Dangerous out-cropping of black rock? A two-story-house-size wad of ominous paper? It was all of that and more—we found it worrisome, colossal, and it provided a minute or… Continue reading It’s ominous, massive, and startlingly thought provoking. It’s at The Hirshhorn. Meet the artist.