Plashy Fens

Head down to South Kensington tube station and then walk up the steady slope that takes me past the tourists going to the Museums, the students going to Imperial College and the explorers going to the Royal Geographical Society. Finally I get to Kensington Gardens which is looking particularly radiant today, suffused as it is … Continued

Pilgrimagical Trail

Looking back through the diary, I seem to have spent the last few weeks covering all the big would-be blockbuster shows at London’s main public galleries – Blake at Tate Britain; Gormley at the Royal Academy; Bridget Riley at the Hayward; Nam June Paik at Tate Modern and Gauguin at the National Gallery. And while … Continued

Hyperbolic Hoopla

As most people will probably know – well, maybe not most people but at least the majority of that select sophisticated societal segment who regularly read this blog will probably know – this year marks the quincentenary of the death of that most polymathical maestro of his, and perhaps any other era, the greatest of … Continued

Burly Hubbub

Head down to Waterloo tube station and then follow the signs that point off towards the Southbank Centre. It’s a route that means passing the plaques memorialising the railway staff who lost their lives in the great wars of the last century and also descending a rather impressive looking staircase and, although its hard to … Continued

Electronical Fizz

Head down to Blackfriars tube station and then cross the bridge, turn left along the embankment, go right past the silver birch trees and then left again down the slope into Tate Modern arriving in the Turbine Hall where, once again, another artist has just received their commission to try to decorate this most formidable … Continued

Flustered Dampness

Head down to the Barbican tube station and when I exit up to ground level I can see that the rain is really chucking it down. Thankfully, most of the short trek I need to take to get me into the actual arts venue is covered – albeit in the same depressing brutalist styling that … Continued

Chilly Tingling

Head down to Piccadilly and then walk along to the Royal Academy to take another look at the Antony Gormley extravaganza-fest in which the artist has been given free rein to fill all thirteen rooms of the main gallery area with a mix of prints, sketches, notepads and, of course, sculptural works – that range … Continued

Almanacs and Oracles

A couple of months ago there was a brief item on the TV news about how the artist Ai Weiwei had decided to depart from Germany where he’d been living for the past four or five years following his self-imposed exile from China. And while I’m not sure the story went into the precise details … Continued

Sunk Costs

Head down to Pimlico tube station and then watch the storm clouds start to gather as I set off on the ten minute walk to get to Tate Britain.  The nearer I get to the gallery, the darker the skies become and I’m expecting to get a disheartening dousing on the final fifty yard dash … Continued

Heightened Excitability

Head down to London Bridge tube station and take the Tooley Street exit, which means barging past the troupe of poor, sad out-of-work actors who lurk around this part of the concourse dressed up as ghouls and ghosts in order to help get in character for the demanding role of handing out tourist flyers for … Continued