Wow, Faith Ringgold, an amazing artist I recently discovered at The Serpentine Gallery in London. She was born in 1933 in Harlem, New York and this show was all killer, no filler, Continue reading “Faith Ringgold – “Raise Your Voice. Unite. Tell Your Story””
This show at the Tate Modern presents 30 years of Olafur Elisson’s work. It is excellent – an enjoyable and thought-provoking crowdpleaser. And yes do expect crowds, but in a strange way, that’s also what makes the show so great. Continue reading “Olafur Eliasson – In Real Life”
I was lucky enough to see this amazing retrospective of Lee Krasner’s work at The Barbican. Krasner was born in 1908 in Brooklyn, decided as a teenager to become an artist and had a long art career stretching through to her death in 1984. So a good 60-odd years of making art Continue reading “Lee Krasner – Living Colour”
I saw a couple of interesting art shows recently. One the bombastically titled “The Suicide of Painting” a show of Valencian artist Alemany Uiso’s recent work. And the other a series of dances performed throughout the IVAM Modern Art Gallery by Terrain a contemporary dance company directed by Boris Charmatz. Both got me thinking about the idea of ‘breaking the frame’. Continue reading “Breaking the Frame”
Anna-Eva Bergman (1909 – 1989) was a Norwegian artist who lived most of her life in France. This show focused on her mega abstract canvases inspired by her travels in Norway, France and Spain. Continue reading “‘From North to South, Rhythms’ – Anna-Eva Bergman”
Like most people, I know Rodin as a sculptor and clearly a master of the human form. Unsurprisingly he did a lot of drawing from life. I was thrilled to see this show, particularly given how much life drawing I’ve been doing recently!
The most amazing thing about the show was the revelation that Rodin was utterly obsessed with making his figures stand out, even when working in 2D. Continue reading “Rodin – Drawing & Cut-outs”
Until recently, the only thing I knew about Patrick Heron was a painting of his I’d seen as a teenager. It was a school trip to the Tate Modern and we each had to pick a work to draw from. I chose this strange stringy portrait of a man, colourful, but muted and smudgy. Not literal, but not abstract, not particularly big or small. I don’t remember being blown away by it, but I liked it. It was pleasing, interesting to look at. And 20-odd years later, I still have vague recollections of it.
So I took myself and my vague recollections of a single painting along to a full show of Patrick Heron’s work. And this was the first thing I saw: Continue reading “How Patrick Heron blew my mind”
My highlights from the Anni Albers retrospective at the Tate Modern, London.
001 Technical drawings
and colour experiments. Weaving is a technically complicated art. Fascinating to see Albers’ detailed plans and colour studies
Below Albers weaves with black, yellow and white. Continue reading “Anni Albers at the Tate Modern”
Mostly remember sense of openess and space. Continue reading “‘Aerials’ by Zoe Leonard”
My recollections from visit to Martin Creed show at Hauser & Wirth in London.
001 Singing Lady
Lady in gallery, dressed with a cape of ties, bag perched on her head, singing with a beautiful cut glass voice.
Looping and repeating until it’s not clear where a phrase starts or ends and therefore what meaning it takes Continue reading “‘Toast’ by Martin Creed”