There are many kinds of stupidity in old comics. I commented on The Essential Human Torch here before, but I hadn’t reached the bit where he refers to the Sub-Mariner as “webhead”, nor where the scriptwriter forgets that only one of[…]

The Lexmark Prize for painting was set up with some noise earlier this year. In The Guardian, at least, it was spun as an anti-Turner prize, against Serota, Saatchi and conceptual art. (If conceptual art is the unholy spirit in this trinity, then who[…]

Even though almost everyone under a certain age detests the word, the “sub-genre of consciously corporate-friendly art” that Tim wonders about is called “crafts“, more or less – at least if the news section of the magazi[…]

Three more thoughts on corporate art, after Tom’s:
1. I’ve begun to see art I’d noticed in the galleries of the East End of London popping up in corporate environments now and again. I recall seeing Christopher Bucklow’s glim[…]

Art in corporate HQs: bit of a curate’s egg, in general. Except replacing “good bits and bad bits” with “bad bits and really awful bits”. There’s very rarely any kind of curatorial thought apparent in decking out t[…]

The Centre of Attention is a gallery without a gallery. It uses premises as necessary and appropriate, and its current temporary project is online. They call it the International Art Blog and it involves contributions from various art figures in vari[…]

The cautionary tale below reminds me of the time I spotted one of Britain’s best-selling authors, whose popularity stems at least in part from the intimate portrait and celebration of his native city which backs up his whisky-sodden and lovelor[…]

It would not be accurate to say the City in London is gill-filled with the aspiring literati, but it does have sufficient numbers of commuters to squeeze a handful of bookshops between its coffee and sandwich bars. Whilst browsing in one of these la[…]

Playground Songs: Poetry is of course an essential part of the Brown Wedge and you don’t get much more poetic than this:
Daisy Daisy
Give me your tits to chew
I’m half crazy
My bollocks are turning blue
I can’t afford a johnny
A pla[…]

Clown jewels “Are you a clown, a fool, a buffoon or just stupid?” If so, put on your red nose, get in your clown car and head off to the Annual Clown Festival in Weston-super-mare, which starts today.
Highlights include a balloon modell[…]