A Prince amongst men: I saw those Richard Prince paintings when they were at Sadie Coles HQ in London earlier this year. I’m pretty sure I liked them: I can remember enjoying being in the space, I think I even went to the show twice. I can also remember thinking things about them. I’m fairly sure the things I thought weren’t the same as Anthony’s thoughts below, but I can’t remember anything about my reactions at all.

Normally a sense of what I thought the art was getting at or what it was for lasts with me longer than the artist’s name, but this time there’s a big hole where some kind of emotional or critical response should be sitting.

I can understand that this may not be information of great use or interest to you, but I’m perplexed.