Spring
The nonagenarian Katz is an acquired taste. His bold colouring and reduced forms are perfect for sore American eyes trained on advertising and pop art. To them, such habitual simplicity might look like an unpretentious virtue.
Should flower arrangements need such an initiation? Katz’s pictures of willow and daffodils are pleasant but trivial. The man’s a legend, granted – think Hockney and his later landscapes – but this emperor’s clothes have moth holes.
notes and notices are short and curt exhibition reviews. Read more:
Saccharine Symbols
Meaning parts with the image in this exhibition, never to return. Post-structuralism triumphs.
Portraits
This exhibition combines the most vulgar of all art school tropes: juvenile narcissism, NFT kitsch, and mindless referentialism.
The Monkey
Borremans toys with his subjects, his audience, and with art history.
Low Anchored Cloud
Oil paint applied so thickly that it’s a miracle the canvases don’t bring the gallery walls down with them
License to Live
Faced with so little, one longs for an even emptier room.
Machine Painting
Ask DALL-E to paint an abstraction and it’ll confidently produce a museum-worthy clone
