artists

We asked celebrities on the red carpet of the South African Music Awards (Samas) what category they would add onto the list if they had the powers. Here's what they had to say:
Much has changed since the dawn of social media, especially for us in the art world. Instagram has revolutionised the ways artists display their work and art dealers find new talent. You can curate your Instagram page to perfection - like a gallery, giving artists an unlimited space to showcase their work.
Debbie Harry and Blondie are great examples of artists standing the test of time, in my opinion. I know that tastes in music and artists are largely subjective but even in the 80s Blondie was edgy, cool and relevant and 30 years on she still is. Their recent release Pollinator is testament to that.
The creation of an art prize is an honourable aim, born of a desire to give back to a community fuelled by the need to create. Through the act of creation, artists are leaving a tangible footprint on ground that looks, feels and even tastes and smells all the better for it.
It's easy to reel off London's most notorious landmarks: historic, imperious Big Ben; the London Eye, with its iconic silhouette
The best thing when you're feeling creatively blocked, in my experience, is anything. Leave your immediate surroundings and
Art is an essential part of our lives. Every person has their own complex opinions on it. In my experience, learning to react to it in a mature, nuanced way can have a powerful impact on how you interact with the world. Dislike is an underrated, yet crucial part of developing a sophisticated perspective.
It is a well-known fact that the way we listen to music has changed dramatically in recent years. It can probably be traced
Photo credit: Roswitha Chesher We are all living longer. Last year there were half a million people aged 90 and over living
The room had three key features: a single bed that would scream and creak in pain every time I turned or tossed in the night; a table with a miniscule lamp that created a halo of light barely covering the odd, oblong pear that refused to ripen during my stay; and a row of three kitschy Ikea shelves hooked to the wall.