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See the former. Pack the latter. There are many reasons to visit New York and, at last count, at least two of them are called Katz. For gargantuan sandwiches, recreations of famous scenes from When Harry Met Sally, or the sending of salami to your boy in the army, you want the deli. For a…
Thinking of commissioning a portrait of yourself, your better half, your little darlings, or (hell! Why not?) your handsome hound? Read on… This May will see Britain’s most reputable portraitists exhibit alongside one another at the Mall Galleries near Trafalgar Square for the Royal Society of Portrait Painters’ impressive annual exhibition. With around 100 artists…
170 Galleries will again be battling it out to flog contemporary works of art by living artists (if you’re not breathing, you don’t get in) to a host of collectors, curators and celebrities all hell-bent on trying to predict Saatchi’s next move. From humble beginnings the show has grown into the art world’s foremost international…
Not usually renowned as a hotbed of artistic talent, Birmingham appears to be on the point of adding to its artistic heritage and surpassing such notable sons as, er Ozzy Osbourne and Nigel Mansell, with the emergence of the artist Paul Normansell. Unlike the ex-Formula One Champion and self-promoting heavy metal enthusiast, Normansell appears to…
Max Wiedemann has caught us somewhat off guard, perturbingly so. Meet him, he’s disarmingly charming. And why not? He’s on a roll, with his work already having fronted the poster campaign for VH1’s TV show ‘Divas’ stateside, and then the body herself, Elle McPherson, came calling and his last show sold out. So the question…
We always like to laugh when the French get something wrong, but we’re sitting on the fence and waiting this one out. Art Exchange, which launched on January 11th of this year, is a Parisian-based company, which, as the name suggests, is a stock exchange for Art. That is – people will be able to…
Standing in the entrance of the Halcyon Gallery, Bruton Street, London, an older gentleman (who frankly should know better) walks in with a beautiful younger woman. She immediately makes a bee line for a piece entitled ‘Sex in the City’, an alluring display of brightly jewelled high-heeled shoes, picks one up and is in the process…