Via Guido Fawkes, news reaches us that shadow culture minister Ed Vaizey MP has been spotted lunching at Scotts of Mayfair — for an heroic, credit crunch-busting three hours, apparently — in the company of the accomplished Channel 4 television interviewee, fashion icon and occasional jobbing BritArtist, Tracey Emin.
Like any successful work of art, this [...]
Entries Tagged as ‘culture’
15 October 2009
Out to lunch
24 September 2009
The Staffordshire Hoard
sinc éaðe mæg
gold on grunde gumcynnes gehwone
oferhígian hýde sé ðe wylle —
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[treasure easily may —
gold in the ground — any one of mankind
overpower, hide he who will —]
(Beowulf, lines 2764-2767)
Well, consider me totally overpowered — rather ecstatically so — ever since I saw this, first thing this morning, later supplemented by [...]
14 July 2009
No. 76 Dean Street: a restoration drama
In the wake of the Prince of Wales’ ‘censorship row’, Barendina Smedley calls for the resignation of the secretary of the Society for the Protection of Ancient Buildings, and asks SPAB members to reconisder their involvement.
30 June 2009
Blasting & Blessing: a sunstruck edition
Barendina Smedley finds that it’s too darned hot to write much, but still has something to say about the Arts Council, the Institute of Economic Affairs, Westminster Abbey and the charms of the London heatwave.
27 March 2009
On “Dr Atomic”
Bunny Smedley finds that the left-wing silliness of composer John Adams and librettist and director Peter Sellars can’t quite put her off a luminous if less-than-perfect “Dr Atomic”.
15 February 2009
Salutary truth: ‘War and Medicine’ at the Wellcome Collection
It’s hard to know exactly what to say about the current exhibition at the Wellcome Collection, War and Medicine, except that after worrying about it for several days — worrying about the way in which going around the exhibition reduced me to unfamiliar near-speechlessness — I’ve concluded that this is, in fact, indication less of [...]
16 January 2009
One hundred years of Clement Greenberg
Unless I am doing my sums wrong, today is the 100 year anniversary of Clement Greenberg’s birth. This notorious figure, surely as transformative of the art world in own his way as Lessing, Ruskin or Baudelaire were in theirs, died in 1994. And indeed his criticism, like theirs, lives on.
If the ability to ruffle feathers, [...]



