THE 9TH ASIA PACIFIC TRIENNIAL OF CONTEMPORARY ART

s I wandered recently through a major Western art museum, a creeping numbness set in. After yet another eyeful of paintings by the usual, male, blue-chip names, I put my finger on it: I was over it. The predictability. The patriarchal dominance. The glum reverence of visitors as they stumble, glassy-eyed, through glorified trophy cabinets. The 9th Asia Pacific Triennial of Contemporary Art (APT9) at the