2015 is a good year for women artists at the Tate Modern with Agnes Martin opening this week, hot on the heels of Marlene Dumas and Sonia Delaunay.
Yesterday poet Craig Laine received a thorough virtual beating on Twitter, as legions of the self-righteous flocked to demonstrate their unimpeachable 'liberality' by attempting to crown him the new 'pervert laureate'.
Combining nature, organic wine and culture, the Bioculture App guides you on a 19 day series of linked walks in Le Marche, Italy, providing information about the attractions along the way with specially created artworks.
I am sure that Julie Ward's recollection of her visit to the National Gallery as a teenager is reliable, but she has misunderstood the reasons for the changes we are making. These are determined by our need to maintain free access, to extend the services and improve the education we provide, as well as to generate income and encourage support at a time when the government grant is reduced.
We are experiencing an unprecedented interest in Contemporary Art. Last year the Tate attracted a whopping figure of 7 million visitors of which 4.8 million visited just one space: the Tate Modern.
This exhibition at the Tate Modern is the first retrospective of Agnes Martin's work in the UK for over 20 years and includes pieces from the full breadth of her career, from her early beginnings in the 1950s to the last piece she created in 2004.
The new exhibitions at the Serpentine Galleries pairs Duane Hanson with Lynette Yiadom-Boakye, both use the human figure in their work but conceptually they could not be further apart.
Unless you are brought up in a bilingual environment, a relationship with a second language is something you work to achieve and strive to maintain. It is not something you can buy.
Occupy London were sent packing three years ago, but the Donmar Warehouse is currently home to Temple, a play exploring what St Paul's Cathedral did when protestors set up camp outside their doors. Why put a play about them on now?
Going to 'Hay' doesn't just mean going to the Hay Festival. The 'Hay' experience has become a sum of its parts. When people ask me what 'Hay' is like, I don't just detail the many authors and experts you can see (wonderful as they are), I tell them about the town which positively buzzes during the eleven day period.
The elite members of the British class system seek to protect their privilege, and if you can't do that by assigning the plebs to heavy industry, then you can do it by scoffing at their lack of cultural capital.
The exhibition at The Griffin Gallery in west London is less a philosophical exploration of how six different artists view their versions of the truth in the way they relate to and interpret the world around them. More, it's an interesting contrast between how culture is affected by displacement.
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