The paintings of Gus Van Sant
Who knew Gus Van Sant was a watercolourist? Not I! His gently daubed paintings are sensitive and poetic, much like his films, with shades of Jean Cocteau in their renderings of masculinity. (more…)
Who knew Gus Van Sant was a watercolourist? Not I! His gently daubed paintings are sensitive and poetic, much like his films, with shades of Jean Cocteau in their renderings of masculinity. (more…)
Wait, Another New Order post punk flavoured exhibition? Wow London, you’re really spoiling me!
Preceding the Chelsea College of Arts ‘Use Hearing Protection: FAC 1 – 50 / 40‘ exhibition curated by Jon Savage and Mat Bancroft (I wrote about it here), there’s a Sprüth Magers show on right now that ends on September 14th.
New Order: Art, Product, Image 1976-1985 explores the post punk and beyond years of British art, music and design. (more…)
September is shaping up to be a mammoth month for me. Not only have I got a big birthday coming up, but there are a couple of great book launches, a wee trip, and no shortage of excellent exhibitions.
This exhibition looks fab.
‘Use Hearing Protection: FAC 1 – 50 / 40‘ at Chelsea Space (next to Tate Britain) is curated by Jon Savage and Mat Bancroft and explores the audio visual work of the legendary Factory Records from 1978 to 1982. (more…)
Just opened at the end of Ladbroke Grove, a fantastic exhibition of 1960s-80s nightlife photography by West African photographer, Sanlé Sory.
Sory used to take portrait photos in his Burkina Faso (formerly Bobo-Dioulasso) studio, later scooting to local parties and dances as requested, to shoot partygoers in action. According to him, “if there’s music, you need to have memories. Photography tells the story.”
He would also photograph local jazz musicians, the results of which would end up on their record covers. A few years ago, French writer and music collector Florent Mazzoleni came across some of the records and intrigued by the photography decided to track down the photographer. Legend has it that when he arrived in his village, his enquiries led him to Sory in the midst of burning his negatives. (more…)