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Since the 1980s, Christopher Wool, has been a retiring figure (he rarely gives interviews, many of his catalogues have no texts), yet one who is a vital part of New York's underground and punk scene. Today, he lives and works between New York City and Marfa, Texas. 

In his canvases, works on paper, photographs, or posters, he uses signs and gestures so as to call them immediately into question, through erasure, fragmentation, or duplication, apparently in an attempt to annihilate artistic bravery, to escape from meaning and provide art with another raison d'être in a world saturated with images.