Magritte - Art Gallery of New South Wales
Both eerie and peaceful, the final room is shrouded in a velvety green amongst which his final paintings whisper rumours of Magritte's transformation. At this point, one cannot help but think back to the self-portrait that greeted them, now at odds with the viscerality of The happy donor and Man and the forest.
Curatorial Whiplash!
Curation is experiencing a shift that I believe is well needed, a shift towards rethinking the bounds of the museum from just a place to put art on walls to a more experiential world, creating new, interactive and interdisciplinary ways to view art.
Love unscripted: The culture industry’s romantic reel dance
Business is business, what else are you supposed to do?
Food against itself
In classifying itself as an abstraction, haute cuisine blurs the lines between art and food without fully adhering to either.