So, what do I know about art anyway? When I protested that I’m just a little old lady who doesn’t know much about art, but knows what she likes, I think the response was “Pollocks”. Though I suppose I do hope I know my Monet from my Manet and my Emin from my elbow.
When visiting galleries, I’m always on the lookout for the little number I’d like to slip under my arm and take home. Sisley’s Snow at Louveciennes from the Musée d’Orsay, for example. The Turner study of light over the Venice lagoon, now at Tate Britain. A wonderful 1923 Kandinsky from MOMA in New York. Too chocolate-boxy? Let’s see… Even though I’d hardly slip it under my arm, I was unexpectedly impressed by the power of Marcus Harvey’s study of Myra Hindley which formed part of the Saatchi Sensations exhibition. And, as another example, I love the humour of Anthony Caro’s early sculpture, Woman Pulling On A Girdle, also currently at the Tate.

continue
back