Tate Britain - 27 March – 11 August 2019 In 1873, at the age of twenty, Vincent van Gogh arrived in London as a trainee for the art dealers Goupil. He was fluent in English, and was an avid reader of British literature, from Shakespeare to Victorian novels. He was particularly fascinated by Charles Dickens and George Eliot, whose works were ‘more real than reality’. During his three years in the city, he became acquainted with British art, and visited galleries and museums.
There are so many ways to tell stories, and I guess a story is something that evolves through time, stitching a number of events on a timeline, which is also a thread. Hence expressions like 'spinning a yarn'. You can add a lot of intricacies to your story, with characters and situations weaving in and out. Thread represents to me the bare essence of the stringing together, a necklace, or a sentence. Full stops could be knots. But there is a natural movement in fibre that you
TATE MODERN Until 9th September 1932 was a pivotal year in the life of Pablo Picasso, at so many levels; his family life in Paris with Olga and the children, the passionate secret relationship with Marie-Thérèse Walter, the chateau in Boisgeloup, and his first retrospective in June. Life was full of gratification, but also of uncertainties for the ever-restless artist, who had just turned 50 and was fearing that he may be soon side-lined.
The year began with exuberant ener
Having discovered Robert Walser's microscripts in 2014, I started assiduously writing notes everyday, wherever I was, about pretty much anything that was happening outside and inside of my head. Following a personal event in October of that year, I stopped this habit, put all the journals on a shelf, and left them to gather dust. Until yesterday, when, in order to clear my thoughts, I decided to read a few pages of one. I found notes that I took at a talk by Thomas Bayrle. Wh