'Elasticity', as the internet was slow to realize, does not exist in any physical form, but only in the doctored photographs, video, and text which comprise Le Nézet's press release. As anyone who had commuted through Dalston Junction in the intervening time could have told you, there were no enormous concrete blocks hanging from the ceiling of that particular underground station.
With an exhibition title like "Big Swinging Ovaries" it's probably obvious that artist Jess de Wahls is a feminist. What's less obvious is that "Big Swinging Ovaries" brings together art, feminism and recycling to create portraits of diverse female role models.
We all should know every Muslim is not a potential terrorist. Every Catholic priest is not necessarily a paedophile anymore than every blonde woman in a short skirt is a dumb bimbo. Every person who wears spectacles isn't an intellectual either despite the beliefs of Pol pot and the Khmer rouge that perpetuated stereotyping a la social engineering.
Mark Evans describes himself as a "sculptor within a tenth of a millimetre". The 38-year-old artist's chosen medium is always leather, a textile he finds appealing both aesthetically and functionally. He barely scratches the surface of it to produce illustrations that are dramatic, symbolic and very large.
The new solo exhibition at the Flowers Gallery in Shoreditch, London, by the British artist Cedric Christie, displays an intellectual gravity not seen since the 60's, when artists of the calibre of Jasper Johns, Robert Rauschenberg, Donald Judd and Carl Andre, among many, developed the imagery that represents the collective memory of the 20th Century.
One dank Saturday afternoon last year, I snapped up the Georgian portrait you see here in a near-empty Northamptonshire junk shop. I haggled him down to £8. Even so, you might think I was robbed, since it is a fairly unremarkable picture. But the lady shown was one of the more interesting characters of the late 1700s.