The Last Will Of Sven Andersen
Dead Flies and Sherry Trifle
Buster & Moo
Salisbury Square
My Father and Other Liars
Life In A Conversation
Life, in a Grain of Sand
Life In A Flash
Apprenticed To My Mother
Tag Archives: Art
Forming A Disorderly Kew #Kewgardens #Dalechihuly
I’ve always enjoyed sculptures that seek to compliment their habitat. Sort of releasing the artist’s imagination into the wild, as it were. It takes a certain chutzpah to do this as well. Nature, after all, creates both the best canvases … Continue reading
Surreal In The Here And Now
I found myself in the Tate Modern the other day, preparing to take in the Dorothea Tanning exhibition. For those of you who don’t know Dorothea’s work, she was a surrealist painter, who married Max Ernst. She was born in … Continue reading
I Object
One of the joys of being a teenager in the 1970s was the plethora of magazines. No, not those sort of magazines, though I did have ‘friends’ who read a few of the ‘top shelf’ variety. One magazine I did … Continue reading
Posted in miscellany, museums, review
Tagged Art, Banksy, british museum, dissent, ian Hislop, protest, Suffragettes
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When Speaking Welsh Is An Art Form
There are times when the ‘What Is Art?’ conundrum raises its ugly mug and leaves the listener unsure. Charli Mills prompt this week was triggered by someone feeling words on the page couldn’t amount to a sketch and thus did not … Continue reading
National Treasures #dunkirk #graysonperry
(images from my trip to the Serpentine gallery) Is it just the Brits or do all nations collect National Treasures with such zealousness, bordering on the obsessive. For those not in the know these are not objects, artefacts or grand … Continue reading
Posted in art, Film, miscellany, thought piece
Tagged Art, Dunkirk, film, Grayson Perry, Mark Rylance, national treasures
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Hitchcock and the Underground #London #travels
So there I was, on my way east on our rickety old transport system – I could dredge up some wikistats to tell you there are more passengers on the underground every weekday than bacteria in my nose to prove … Continue reading
Gone but not forgotten
This sounds a bit like an In Memoriam piece which it it but it’s not about flesh and blood losses but around the built environment and specifically art. As I prepared to leave the house on Saturday, Dog and me, … Continue reading
