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Hauser & Wirth Just Dropped the Most Emotional Gallery Lineup of the Year

Electric Bodies, Haunted Histories & Quiet Rebels

What We Adore About the New Season at Hauser & Wirth

By Shari Inessa for WHAT WE ADORE

There are gallery seasons, and then there are cultural earthquakes. What Hauser & Wirth is presenting across New York and Los Angeles this autumn is nothing less than a visceral conversation between the past, the present, and what’s still haunting us at 3 a.m.

September through January reads like a confessional—each artist whispering (or shouting) across walls of canvas, film, and memory. You won’t just walk these shows. You’ll emerge altered, a little more tender, a little more wild.

Anj Smith
West Hollywood
29 October 2025 – 24 January 2026

Let’s begin with the one who gave movement its bones: Susan Rothenberg. Hauser & Wirth’s first exhibition dedicated to the late, legendary painter is a stunning portrait of fragmentation and force. Her horses gallop through color fields. Her limbs twist and reassemble. You feel the pressure she put on the body—psychologically, spiritually, gesturally. It’s not just a show; it’s a séance. These are canvases that breathe unevenly, that shiver when no one’s watching.

And just a few steps away, Sonia Boyce turns the volume down to a thrilling murmur. Her silent disco installation pulses with collective intimacy—dancers moving in sync to music only they can hear. It’s both party and prayer, a celebration of listening, lineage, and the beautifully complex echo of Black British life. Her tribute to the great Carmen Munroe feels like a personal gift—offering a luminous archive of grace, resilience, and groundbreaking elegance.

Then, enter the lush, layered world of María Berrío. With Japanese paper and watercolor, she builds altars of myth and memory. Her figures gaze directly at you, not for approval—but in invitation. “Join me in the dream,” they seem to say. There’s something sacred in her textures, something quietly revolutionary in the way she centers softness as strength.

Ambera Wellmann
143 Wooster Street
5 September – 25 October 2025

Over in SoHo, Ambera Wellmann shows us that painting is far from dead—it’s mutating. Her works are slippery, strange, and utterly magnetic. Flesh blurs with foliage. Strip clubs collide with symbology. Goya, Freud, and the climate crisis all exist in one uncanny visual fever dream. The result? A wild, unsolvable riddle of oil paint and impulse.

And then there’s Sir Don McCullin—a name that doesn’t just belong in history books, but in your bloodstream. At 90 years old, his images still punch harder than headlines. From war-torn streets to quiet European ruins, this is photojournalism not as news, but as elegy. “A Desecrated Serenity” is a necessary reckoning. His lens doesn’t blink, but somehow teaches us how to see.

Susan Rothenberg
542 West 22nd Street
4 September – 18 October 2025

Flora Yukhnovich. Bacchanalia
Downtown Los Angeles
30 October 2025 – 25 January 2026

Later this fall, LA takes the torch. Anj Smith returns with dreamscapes that feel like illuminated manuscripts rewritten by a mystic in 2025. Her paintings—feral, feminine, fearlessly intelligent—are love letters to resilience and ruin. She doesn’t paint women. She paints thresholds.

Lee Lozano, the radical, the recluse, the revelation. “Hard Handshake” gives us over 100 drawings that burn with wit, rage, and clarity. There is something so modern, so naked, in the way she slices open the absurdities of power. A hand becomes a weapon. A line becomes a rebellion.

And finally, Flora Yukhnovich takes us into a full-throttle fantasy of flesh and flourish. Inspired by Bacchanalia, her work glows like a champagne-soaked riot. French rococo flirts with abstraction, and it’s hard to tell if you’re looking at Versailles or the Vegas Strip. Either way, it’s gorgeous. It’s genius. It’s completely unbothered by the line between high and low.

This is not just a gallery program. It’s a constellation. A collection of voices—unafraid to be strange, to be loud, to be soft, to be full of longing. It’s everything we crave in a world of noise: a space to feel deeply, beautifully undone.

And isn’t that what we adore most?

www.hauserwirth.com

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