Eleanor Moreton's oil paintings, full of vivid colours that combine both the narrative and the abstract, have used history, mythology and psychoanalysis as reference points for her artistic themes. In her current exhibition, Tales of Love and Darkness, she uses traditional types of imagery - portraits and landscapes - as a vehicle for exploring them.
Edward alluded to a Smog-era London, where we'd brave an old, grey peasouper engulfing the capital to meet up at a secret hostelry of a venue. The true destination was a more prosaic Covent Garden chain boozer, but I much preferred Higgins' mythical version.
What I've realised is that sex scenes are a tricksy little problem for writers of romantic fiction. Do you go for the Full Monty and have page after page of sex in all its most graphic detail? Or should it instead be just a brief lift of the veil? And then what sort of sex are you going to go for?
This week the nominations for the Olivier Awards were announced and as well as the usual controversy over who was (and wasn't) nominated, another interesting observation to be made was the many differences between these nominations, decided by professional panellists, and those of the recent What's On Stage Awards, which are voted for entirely by the public.
I understand why everyone's talking about London, by now most people must have at least one family member living there - naturally fuelling conversation and increasing visits - and it is arguably the greatest city in the world. But I also think that the rest of the UK deserves a little attention every now and again
I have always wanted to be in an action thriller. Such fleeting fantasies tend to find me when travelling. Every woman under the age of forty has and no doubt continues to fanaticise about staring in their own music video.
"Why?" It is a question that others always ask of us, and that, as artists, we continually ask of ourselves. Words are a good place to begin, but so much gets lost the moment we begin to write or speak. This is why I paint.
Ah, Paris! You're oh so beautiful, so romantic, and also, somewhat expensive. The chic boutique hotels, the mouth-watering steak frites, un vin rouge along the Boulevard Saint-Michel - just staying, eating and drinking in the French capital can be a costly experience before you even add on the 'must-see' sights of the city.
No less valuable are the helpful directions at the end of each chapter on how to get to the places by the most convenient and time-saving route.
For these undiscovered artists, The Other Art Fair is a unique platform from which they can independently showcase their work: to gallerists, curators, critics and collectors.
Silent Grace is an award-winning 2004 film, directed by filmmaker Maeve Murphy. It documents a disturbing chapter of Northern Ireland's nonviolent dirty protests and hunger strikes by republican female prisoners in 1980 that were never made public.
As well as the tightly packed crowds, what greets you on first entering has nothing much to recommend it. A few gold and silver trinkets, delicate and beautiful in their own way, but impossible to appreciate when you're craning over the heads of a dozen people in front of you.
Our overdue global summary of street work returns with a hefty selection of great art from around the world. Art, fashion, human behaviour and love - all gets its place in this roundup.
'My art does not change the world, but I hope it inspires people to change how they look at the world and at other people'
On Friday 7th March, a new list will enter the cultural domain, a list that will no doubt fuel heated debate and produce many a column inch over the coming weeks.
Last Thursday night the drain burst outside the Oval tube station, in the Clapham Road, where I live. That most disturbing partnership of the words 'raw' and 'sewage' came into play as the road and its neighbours were awash to above waist height.