Cornelia Parker exploded a garden shed with the help of the British army. She’d contacted them for advice and was invited to the Army School of Ammunition
In the fine elegance of Burlington House, with all its associations of white privilege, Anish Kapoor’s lumbering train conjured images of India’s overcrowded railway system
9 August 2021
Rachel Whiteread approached the last tenant, retired docker Sydney Gale to explain her desire to make an artwork out of his old home.
In an era when modernism was dictating that painting should abandon all connection to narrative, Paula Rego
24 May 2021
As a new young arts writer, I once went to Eileen Agar’s flat in Kensington. I honestly didn’t know who she was at that time. The flat was quite conventional, except for a few collages on the walls and her famous Bouillabaisse hat – constructed of cork and decorated with a large orange plastic flower, a blue plastic star, assorted shells, glass beads and starfish – sitting on a stand.
What would Turner think? Would he even have recognised the artist collectives nominated for this year’s prize in his name as art?
9 February 2021
Among contemporary painters, none has investigated what it is that makes us individual and human more eloquently than Tony Bevan.
2 November 2020
Jock McFadyen is the psycho-geographer of the visual art world. ‘The laureate’, as Ian Sinclair has suggested, ‘of stagnant canals, filling stations and night football pitches’.
8 October 2020
The Royal Academy Summer Show has an unbroken record. Still, this year, due to the pandemic, it’s being held in the winter rather than the summer
Rachel Howard’s Suicide Paintings were first shown at the Bohen Foundation in NY, in 2007 and the following year at London’s Haunch of Venison gallery. Left shocked and devastated by the suicide of an acquaintance who was found kneeling in an almost prayer-like position, suicide was, she realised, one of the last taboos.
In this new series, Sue Hubbard explores single works by leading contemporary artists.
Being asked to write about an art fair is a bit like being commissioned to write about Waitrose and compare tins of baked beans with sardines or chocolate biscuits.
In these grim times, we need all the art we can get. Public art feeds the soul as well as the mind. It provides spaces for contemplation in a gritty difficult world.
Jock is late for our meeting in the Academicians Room at the RA. Very late. He was stuck on a bus. I’ve known him for more than 20 years and figure that if we don’t have time to talk now we can always meet up in his home in Bethnal Green where, for ages, a group of us met to watch films on a Friday night
The New Year revels are over. It’s January, and the art world is back to work. The first sign of this stirring is the London Art Fair 2019 that returns to the capital from 16-20 January.
Yesterday the art world not only lost one of its finest and most loved abstract painters, but I lost a great friend.
20 January 2018
There was a time when the London Art Fair was the glitziest thing in the capital’s art world calendar.