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Sometimes it feels like artists are doing everything in their power to stop you seeing their art. We went to First Draft Gallery expecting to get in since it was already 1.20pm (gallery hours being 1pm-6pm) and guess what? The
We hadn’t been over to Boutwell Draper in ages. There are two shows on there at the moment, one is by Paula Dawson and the other is by Geoffrey Bartlett, and let’s be honest from the start – they are
Next door to Boutwell Draper is GRANTPIRRIE and they have a show by Melbourne artist Patrick Pound. The show is called Soft- A Model Real World. Pound took close up pictures of images in newspapers, advertising supplements and real estate
Galleries in art schools are like special labs where difficult ideas are examined and experimented with, often in hazardous conditions and without protective clothing. Whatever Happened To Minimalism? is a case in point, an exhibition at The Sydney College of
Across the yard at SCA there’s a show on in two rooms by a bloke named Fassih Keiso. In Room One was a bunch of stuff – some photographs of Arabic children with Arabic text, a series of framed Arabic
We received our first bit of MCA/Biennale bumpf in the mail – a handsome little mail out with pictures of the art we will see in the shows and other extra exciting events. These events include the Biennale keynote lecture
We were rocked last week by some disturbing news – you may be thinking, oh no, not that Craig–Ruddy-is-it-a-painting-is-it-a-drawing-backed-by-Liberals snore-athon. Well, no, it’s the shock discovery that Wendy Matthews is a huge fan of “painter” Bruno Dutot. We’ve been talking
Who would have thought that Tony Johansen’s legal challenge to the award of the Archibald portrait prize to Craig Ruddy would have been motivated by a disdain for “political correctness”? Who would have thought that the “fighting fund” underwriting his
You know, we thought Margaret Olley was maybe off with the pixies – having spoken to her on a few occasions we weren’t sure whether she was play-acting the mad old biddy routine and was secretly Buddha-like beneath the cardigans
We’ve been riding on an absurd high the last few weeks and we knew that a crash had to come. You get a little bit of sugar, and you want more and more until eventually you start to black out.