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After visiting so many art fairs and galleries it is great to have a break and take some time to look at the art that surrounds me in a non commercial sense.
Whilst visiting my lovely Debbie in her gorgeously delectable mansion in Chelsea, I snapped her striking a pose with her friend Cindy in front of a fabulous tin of Andy Warhol’s Campbell’s soup.
On my way home I bumped into Robin Katz and his lovely dad. They invited me into their incredible über town-house in Mayfair and proudly showed the other Mornington Crescent!
I do love London in the spring and being in Kew Gardens brought to mind all the emerging artists who love using real flowers and plants in their work.
Although my companions didn’t have a clue what I was going on about, I was really thinking of Michael Landy with his ‘Costermonger's Stall,’
Francesca DiMattio’s amazing ceramics,
and Rachael Champion’s ‘Arable Objects.’
Then in contrast, this work at the Central St Martins' Degree show was showing rubble and a war torn Middle East.
The students had gone all out for their BA and MA shows and we saw a huge breadth of work and over 200 artists. A new course mixing science and art had brought together an interesting bunch of artists such as the likes of Boris Raux, ‘The one who wants to fill the gaps.’
Ophelia, a beautiful lady from Germany had found herself a sponsor and put together an ambitious installation. Charles Saatchi, here is a good one for you!!!!
I liked the painting of Liseth Amaya, full of promise.
The T.W.I.T.S were reaching out with an interesting approach to art practice.
I loved the work of Arthur Girault. He seems to be observing the fast, flashy, greedy, branded culture and wanted to create a work using Alex Israel as part of his composition.
Not so much performance art but Anna Kolosova had created an art work where she was the actual art work.
The next morning I was in the cavernous Tate Modern enjoying the Richard Hamilton show before the visitors arrived. He was an absolute master and I found it fascinating to see an encyclopaedia of culture during the years of his life, reveal itself as I strolled through all 18 rooms.
I loved the work ‘Lobby,’ a painting and then installation based on an old hotel postcard from the 70’s.
Also loved his ‘Fun House,’ first shown in ‘This Is Tomorrow’ at the Whitechapel Art Gallery and probably based on Joan Littlewood's dream of a Fun Palace that never was realised back in the 1960’s.
Then it was home to entertain a wonderful group from the Norton Museum of Art in Palm Beach. They were in London to visit Norman Foster so he could present them with his plans for the new addition to the museum.
There is nothing nicer than having lovely weekends at home. Here is Ed Fornieles, Liam and Roy checking out his installation at the house, which includes work from his graduate show. All originally spotted by Lizzie. He’s in London working on his Chisenhale show in the fall. Ed at the Chisenhale and Ryan Trecartin and Lizzie Fitch at Zabludowicz Collection, what a combo.
I checked out the art in London at Hauser & Wirth, Richard Jackson's work was totally intriguing. Including this wonderful piece and another involving a sexy woman in a business suit sprawled over a photocopier spurting out copies of her naughty parts.
Then a lovely surprise, was the Tony Lewis show at Massimo De Carlo.
Max Wigram was showing an amazing David Jablonowski exhibition. David is an artist I keep returning to again and again but is still not in the Collection.
Then off to Providence for the Brown Graduation ceremonies, where I once again came across the question of ‘art or not art?’ at the RISD.
We loved the work of Arlene Shechet, her ceramics were exquisite.
She worked with the Meissen factory to create one of the most amazing projects and the results were beautiful.
Back in New York once again, I managed to catch enough time to see the Polke show at Museum of Modern Art. He was an artist who never stopped experimenting until the day he died.
On the way to the airport I dropped by the Ron Feldman gallery and caught ‘To Me You Are Beautiful’ by Gil Yefman. A very angry show about human debauchery presented in a rather degenerative manner. He managed to resurrect some of the basic grotesque elements of humanity in a playful style.
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