In 2014, the critic Walter Robinson complained about abstraction as “zombie formalism” produced by art school soul-suckers and promoted by shameless flippers. But he was navel-gazing into a personal ...

“I see turtles,” says Molly Coghill. Not in real life — although, sometimes, she does — but in the visions brought on by using psychedelic drugs. “A lot of people have trip animals,” Coghill says. “I ...