Infinite Folds: Barbara Chase-Riboud at the Serpentine GalleriesFace to face with Confessions for Myself (1972), I am mesmerised. A tall, robust structure of patinated black bronze has been welded into...
‘Our Time on Earth’ is Invaluable: Let’s Not Lose ItIn the new exhibition at the Barbican, I am standing before a magnificent tree. It is tall and covered with moss and plants, its roots...
Johnny Dewe Matthews: He who taught me the Art of Life Johnny and I met at the entrance of Primrose Hill. « Ah! » he exclaimed, « At last! Someone drawing… everybody takes pictures these days!...
