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Greenaway</category><category>Sydney Theatre Company</category><category>Cristina</category><category>Auden</category><category>David Hockney</category><category>Werner Herzog</category><title>ArtKritique</title><description>Art critic reviews galleries and exhibitions in Australia</description><link>http://artkritique.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (John Matthews)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/Artkritique" /><feedburner:info uri="artkritique" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" 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There is a picture that's more or less the last thing you see in the Art Gallery of New South Wales's Picasso exhibition. It's a gentle watercolour self portrait of the youngartist, painted as an old man. It reminds you of Van Gogh's sketchy self-portraits that, in turn,remind you of the black dotted eyes of Rembrandt.  It seems not much more than an amusing doodle but in it we see echoesof a </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Artkritique/~3/aICx7HFmPlk/on-picasso-agnsw.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (John Matthews)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7QMzaFRRnz8/TzK4vikNA7I/AAAAAAAABHg/6Bcbfp4EFIM/s72-c/Julius+Meets+Picasso.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Artkritique/~4/aICx7HFmPlk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://artkritique.blogspot.com/2011/11/on-picasso-agnsw.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656212276125134801.post-890599994172150664</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Sep 2011 01:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-29T15:14:48.794+10:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Max Beckmann</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Heinrich-Maria Davinghausen</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">German Art</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">AGNSW</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kåthe Kollwitz</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Otto Dix</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">George Grosz</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dada</category><title>On The Mad Square @ AGNSW</title><atom:summary>I think it's fair to say that AGNSW's show of inter-war German art, 'The Mad Square' is not a bundle of laughs.  Covering the period from 1910 to 1937 was never going to yield anything bucolic or uplifting but the sheer cumulative claustrophobic effect of jagged asymmetry and post-mortem colours is quite draining.  When my other half and I left toward the exit she wondered aloud if we had time </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Artkritique/~3/gxxndSRelTM/on-mad-square-agnsw.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (John Matthews)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ayfrk4ildLo/Tn6JaDjZm5I/AAAAAAAABB8/FRL02Z0vje4/s72-c/agnsw-grosz-suicide2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Artkritique/~4/gxxndSRelTM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://artkritique.blogspot.com/2011/09/on-mad-square-agnsw.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656212276125134801.post-6549034304414611598</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Sep 2011 03:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-16T14:20:50.171+10:00</atom:updated><title>On Life and Art</title><atom:summary>I can trace it all back to a moment, when writing ArtKritique became too heavy and so vapid as not to matter.  We were at the Australian Centre for Photography, which was decked as an Alice-like warren for a retrospective of Polixeni Papapetrou photographs.  I reviewed the show, moved by the way it vibrated deep through culture and psyche, but I couldn't bring myself to write about the most </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Artkritique/~3/nBpe0JeU6qk/on-life-and-art.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (John Matthews)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vh2Ktv39dzM/TmBoQ0brnJI/AAAAAAAABBM/p5hHIDYgweg/s72-c/The_Joy_Pedlars_2010.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Artkritique/~4/nBpe0JeU6qk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://artkritique.blogspot.com/2011/08/on-life-and-art.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656212276125134801.post-9209956450554396215</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Mar 2011 23:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-30T21:34:05.349+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Giorgio Morandi</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Arcimboldo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Tony Ameneiro</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">James Gleeson</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">drawing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Printmaking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Man Ray</category><title>On Tony Ameneiro @ Sturt Gallery</title><atom:summary>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  The Gymea lily, deep scarlet and fleshy atop a defiant spear of stem, has the mark of the Australian bush as fetid hothouse.  It pierces the sky as it grows upwards, often twice the height of a grown man, it’s bloody flowers signaling an ancient and untamed biology.  Australian artist Tony Ameneiro has been caught in the spell of this singular plant and produced a body of </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Artkritique/~3/OEoaVd3TFis/on-tony-ameneiro-sturt-gallery.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (John Matthews)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QiWcvDzBlTY/TZMFEkXG1xI/AAAAAAAAA_4/P17t7bhYD9w/s72-c/webfile_ameneiro_tony_lily_head_de_noche.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Artkritique/~4/OEoaVd3TFis" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://artkritique.blogspot.com/2011/03/on-tony-ameneiro-sturt-gallery.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656212276125134801.post-8270379809465934052</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Feb 2011 06:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-08-19T04:11:46.090+10:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Photography</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Polixeni Papapetrou</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Paula Rego</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Angela Carter</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Australian Centre for Photography</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Marina Warner</category><title>Polixeni Papapetrou: Tales from Elsewhere @ Australian Centre for Photography</title><atom:summary>
There is one truly beautiful and fascinating photography show in Sydney right now, and it isn't Annie Liebovitz.  The Australian Centre for Photography on Oxford Street is home to 'Tales from Elsewhere' a gorgeously hung, vivid and provocative retrospective of works by Polixeni Papapetrou.   Like the fairy tales she plays with (the dominant and recurring theme in her work) Papapetrou presents </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Artkritique/~3/zfdKhWhmnjs/polixeni-papapetrou-tales-from.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (John Matthews)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-raQ7AKD0igE/TVpOShmz0HI/AAAAAAAAA-o/qBiDOSXXRHs/s72-c/Debutants.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Artkritique/~4/zfdKhWhmnjs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://artkritique.blogspot.com/2011/02/polixeni-papapetrou-tales-from.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656212276125134801.post-5701171020233745527</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Jan 2011 01:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-27T07:01:03.435+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Justin O'Brien</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">AGNSW</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Giotto</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Paul Cezanne</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Piero Della Francesca</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cimabue</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Amedeo Modigliani</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">painting</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">El Greco</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Henri Matisse</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Balthus</category><title>Justin O'Brien @ AGNSW</title><atom:summary>I've found the AGNSW's summer exhibition of the work of painter Justin O'Brien, subtitled 'the Sacred Music of Colour' curiously difficult to write about.  It's a show I should love, a modern painter working with the iconography of the early (and pre) renaissance attempting to find relevance in traditional religious set-pieces and yet it there is something oddly unsatisfying .  There is much to </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Artkritique/~3/JrrzoEzKEgA/justin-obrien-agnsw.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (John Matthews)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aa9osYUjhc4/TT_weP2MwGI/AAAAAAAAA8M/jJJy9yQS5rk/s72-c/Justin%2BO%2527Brien05.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Artkritique/~4/JrrzoEzKEgA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://artkritique.blogspot.com/2011/01/justin-obrien-agnsw.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656212276125134801.post-1524166141714988726</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Dec 2010 18:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-25T06:04:42.908+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fra Angelico</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Caravaggio</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Louvre</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">painting</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Renaissance</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Leonardo da Vinci</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Andrea Mantegna</category><title>On Men and Gods @ La Louvre</title><atom:summary>Great public galleries have a tendency to overwhelm in an a curious and inbuilt tension that pulls at odds against their purpose. The scale of the space and stone is formidable and all those cold panes of glass between paint and person or the shin high cordons that forbid us from the space around a work suggest us that, at best, we're unwelcome at worst a threat to the object itself. The tension </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Artkritique/~3/xYZO1DcYK2k/on-men-and-gods-la-louvre.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (John Matthews)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aa9osYUjhc4/TROq-traP_I/AAAAAAAAA68/WNkvZH1Gt-k/s72-c/Titian%2BEntombment.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Artkritique/~4/xYZO1DcYK2k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://artkritique.blogspot.com/2010/12/on-men-and-gods-la-louvre.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656212276125134801.post-3669927590447331118</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Dec 2010 14:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-21T09:44:45.633+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Robert Rauschenberg</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Centre Pompidou</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Francis Bacon</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nancy Spero</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Louise Bourgeois</category><title>On Nancy Spero @ Centre Pompidou</title><atom:summary>You can come to the work of Nancy Spero, shown here at Paris's Centre Pompidou in a posthumous retrospective with all sorts of biographical and ideological preconceptions.  It's an enormous credit to an artist so easily identified with the pop-art, feminism, ant-war protest and all sorts of counter cultural reference that the visual and physical presence of Spero's work can stand outside and </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Artkritique/~3/9p-SOpbnAaQ/on-nancy-spero-centre-pompidou.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (John Matthews)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aa9osYUjhc4/TQ_cOwakiiI/AAAAAAAAA50/kuAQmAK3_L4/s72-c/Nancy_Spero_Artaud_Painting.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Artkritique/~4/9p-SOpbnAaQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://artkritique.blogspot.com/2010/12/on-nancy-spero-centre-pompidou.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656212276125134801.post-644044744301757346</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Dec 2010 02:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-12T07:19:03.550+11:00</atom:updated><title>On Annie Leibovitz: A Photographer's Life @ MCA</title><atom:summary>There can be something unintentionally hilarious about a retrospective show.  The museum or gallery bestows its aura upon an artist whose body of work is brought together with hushed thematic reverence.  But then, when we see it all together the volume and repetition poke us in the ribs and remind us that it isn't very good at all.  Actually, it's a bit ridiculous.  Well this is what's happening </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Artkritique/~3/_nezwllRINo/on-annie-leibovitz-photographers-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (John Matthews)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aa9osYUjhc4/TQPTChceUSI/AAAAAAAAA4M/E66osq1UQcs/s72-c/annie-leibovitz-the-white-stripes-nyc-2003.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Artkritique/~4/_nezwllRINo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://artkritique.blogspot.com/2010/12/on-annie-leibovitz-photographers-life.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656212276125134801.post-7899845627853299546</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Nov 2010 20:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-13T07:58:11.049+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dagmar Cyrulla</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pierre Bonnard</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Raymond Carver</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Edgar Degas</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">James Makin Gallery</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Eric Fischl</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">painting</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bret Easton Elis</category><title>Dagmar Cyrulla @ James Makin Gallery</title><atom:summary>Dagmar Cyrulla’s paintings, showing at Melbourne's James Makin Gallery,  seem to bear witness to humanity at its most characteristically vulnerable.  It’s entirely fitting that, when we look at her quiet suburban narratives we wonder: about what has occurred; what might be about to happen; what we should feel for the protagonists.  She captures that most essential element of the human condition.</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Artkritique/~3/nEcrCKEFdmQ/dagmar-cyrulla-james-makin-gallery.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (John Matthews)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aa9osYUjhc4/TN2nxIpAQFI/AAAAAAAAA3c/zjAIAazoGDg/s72-c/Dobell_the%2Bkeeper%2Bof%2Bsecrets%2B205cm%2Bx%2B141.6cm%2BPastel%2Bon%2Bpaper..jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Artkritique/~4/nEcrCKEFdmQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://artkritique.blogspot.com/2010/11/dagmar-cyrulla-james-makin-gallery.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656212276125134801.post-7604095873237230399</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Oct 2010 09:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-27T09:36:29.307+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jean-Francois Millet</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">AGNSW</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Henri Lehmann</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Georges Seurat</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jean-Auguste-Dominique-Ingres</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Eugene Delacroix</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Albert Lebourg</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">drawing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jacques-Louis David</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Theodore Gericault</category><title>On David to Cézanne @ AGNSW</title><atom:summary>Drawing is the genesis, the connective tissue and the human hand most clearly present in art.  The naked line and the smear of graphite link us most closely to out prehistoric cave marking ancestors.  Drawing is like song, it is primal and familiar even when it is sophisticated or novel.  It's no wonder that we react so strongly to it.  It is an expression of pure being, the visual manifestation </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Artkritique/~3/lLRH1LRYz60/on-david-to-cezanne-agnsw.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (John Matthews)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aa9osYUjhc4/TMa3ENrfllI/AAAAAAAAA1s/QZwWs97DJFI/s72-c/Prud%27hon+Psyche+Carried+off.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Artkritique/~4/lLRH1LRYz60" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://artkritique.blogspot.com/2010/10/on-david-to-cezanne-agnsw.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656212276125134801.post-1877897951831351390</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Oct 2010 10:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-19T21:47:35.372+11:00</atom:updated><title>On Joan Ross @ Gallery Barry Keldoulis</title><atom:summary>Oh, what to do?  Since starting ArtKritique I've wrestled with what to do when I come across truly bad art, should one just ignore it like a one would a bratty and attention seeking child?  After all the characteristics are often the same so surely the logic follows that, properly ignored, it ought to go away.  But of course it never goes away, some perverse family circle encourages it ever more,</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Artkritique/~3/3JFx0M5hLgI/on-joan-ross-gallery-barry-keldoulis_19.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (John Matthews)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aa9osYUjhc4/TL11l-V-lRI/AAAAAAAAA0k/7Og_lJJIOdk/s72-c/Enter+at+your+own+risk+2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Artkritique/~4/3JFx0M5hLgI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://artkritique.blogspot.com/2010/10/on-joan-ross-gallery-barry-keldoulis_19.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656212276125134801.post-738863411986690963</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Sep 2010 08:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-27T20:19:31.268+10:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Max Beckmann</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Caspar David Friedrich</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Henri Rousseau NGV</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lovis Corinth</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">James Ensor</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Odilon Redon</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Emile Nolde</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Franz Marc</category><title>European Masters @ NGV</title><atom:summary>I normally try to avoid comment on how exhibitions are branded or what they're called.  In the case of 'European Masters' the NGV's show of works from Frankfurt's Stådel Museum.  The problem might be that the catch all title doesn't quite capture what's going on here.  The lead image of a Renoir lunch suggests an impressionist blockbuster awaits inside.  Instead the NGV houses a path through the </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Artkritique/~3/RIu8gfympdQ/european-masters-ngv.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (John Matthews)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aa9osYUjhc4/TJbwkBSaBBI/AAAAAAAAAyU/U8eEZPGaqes/s72-c/exhi011602_rgb.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Artkritique/~4/RIu8gfympdQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://artkritique.blogspot.com/2010/09/european-masters-ngv.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656212276125134801.post-1305796664534482349</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Sep 2010 05:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-09T07:38:46.852+10:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Michelangelo Antonioni</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">MCA</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Video</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Runa Islam</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Andrei Tarkovsky</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Andy Warhol</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rainer Werner Fassbinder</category><title>On Runa Islam @ MCA</title><atom:summary>There's something comforting throughout the MCA's small but stunning Runa Islam retrospective, the analogue flicker of 16mm film, the gentle hum of spindle and the clatter of sprockets creates a welcoming soundtrack.  The retro technology has a qualitative effect on all of the film pieces on show, there's a warmth and an intimacy in the medium that reflects much of the subject matter.  The first </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Artkritique/~3/Nx_wdjMbJoM/on-runa-islam-mca.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (John Matthews)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aa9osYUjhc4/TITbKxV62sI/AAAAAAAAAxE/v6wRVTqweSE/s72-c/Runa+Islam+Assault.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Artkritique/~4/Nx_wdjMbJoM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://artkritique.blogspot.com/2010/09/on-runa-islam-mca.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656212276125134801.post-5951922306264439111</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Sep 2010 10:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-02T17:38:26.864+10:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Shepard fairey</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Banksy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Exit Through the Gift Shop</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mr Brainwash</category><title>On 'Exit Through The Gift Shop'</title><atom:summary>I just can't help myself.  The more I think about 'Exit Through The Gift Shop' a film by stencil artist Banksy the more I get the whiff of bad faith and it's not a smell I like.  That's not to say it isn't smart, at times thoughtful and always entertaining - it's just that it looks and sounds like someone who's done really well out of a fairly modest situationist-lite pop-art derivative </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Artkritique/~3/Eme85_eadpo/on-exit-through-gift-shop.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (John Matthews)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aa9osYUjhc4/TH9JagE1rpI/AAAAAAAAAwM/eh4sULarHfA/s72-c/MBWpublic.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Artkritique/~4/Eme85_eadpo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://artkritique.blogspot.com/2010/08/on-exit-through-gift-shop.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656212276125134801.post-3107301925875878027</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Aug 2010 02:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-30T21:16:53.657+10:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Photography</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Frida Kahlo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">AGNSW</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Camille Claudel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bonnard</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Georgia O'Keeffe</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Alfred Stieglitz</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Man Ray</category><title>On Alfred Stieglitz @ AGNSW</title><atom:summary>Perhaps nothing is so hard to look at and value as photography.  The ubiquity of the photographic reproduction, the infinite possibilities of photoshop and the blur between art and advertising has meant that art photography is less and less compelling.  That makes an exhibition such as Alfred Stieglitz: The Lake George Years  (worth a click for the excellent video introduction) at Sydney's AGNSW </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Artkritique/~3/uiBYoyPoE6I/on-alfred-stieglitz-agnsw.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (John Matthews)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aa9osYUjhc4/THuP9sQOgnI/AAAAAAAAAv0/SrguBB0RV7g/s72-c/Hand+Hub+Cap.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Artkritique/~4/uiBYoyPoE6I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://artkritique.blogspot.com/2010/08/on-alfred-stieglitz-agnsw.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656212276125134801.post-2197122322286437531</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Jul 2010 08:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-16T23:20:49.349+10:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Robert Delaunay</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">James Abbot McNeill Whistler</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pablo Picasso</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Abstraction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">AGSNW</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Paul Cezanne</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Wassily Kandinsky</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Paul Gaugin</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">El Greco</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Henri Matisse</category><title>On The Path To Abstraction @ AGNSW</title><atom:summary>Currently 'creativity' is a word rarely uttered in art word circles.  The importance of the concept, the contradiction and the hones paradox is king, clothed or not, and the idea of an individual impulse to seek form and shape for an interior impulse is smiled at as being hopelessly romantic.  In that post-modern art school context one might shy away from a portmanteau show about the phenomenon </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Artkritique/~3/G3CZTQ2pg9I/on-path-to-abstraction-agnsw.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (John Matthews)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aa9osYUjhc4/TEBXdHSHXBI/AAAAAAAAAuI/NdGFby-xvfo/s72-c/denis3.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Artkritique/~4/G3CZTQ2pg9I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://artkritique.blogspot.com/2010/07/on-path-to-abstraction-agnsw.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656212276125134801.post-867971842328652645</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Jun 2010 08:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-17T18:08:50.152+10:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Shouting Men's Choir</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Biennale of Sydney</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Yang Fudong</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Daniel Crooks</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cai Guo-Qiang</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">William Kentridge</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dale Frank</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ola Kolehmainen</category><title>On Biennale of Sydney @ Cockatoo Island</title><atom:summary>The Biennale of Sydney is confusing.  A friend of mine recently described it as a "car crash mishmash" and she was right, sometimes the unexpected juxtapositions make for magical surprises, more often they leave you with a headache.  The problem isn't the complexity of the pieces themselves, far from it, rather the way in which they've been bundled together with curatorial gaffer tape.  The work </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Artkritique/~3/H9Uf9NsFhnk/on-biennale-of-sydney-cockatoo-island.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (John Matthews)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aa9osYUjhc4/TBdUiXbFUpI/AAAAAAAAAtM/wB9U4Ft6Vro/s72-c/DSC03381.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Artkritique/~4/H9Uf9NsFhnk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://artkritique.blogspot.com/2010/06/on-biennale-of-sydney-cockatoo-island.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656212276125134801.post-8642421460796206523</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 May 2010 04:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-31T21:35:20.424+10:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jean-Francois Millet</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Edouard Manet</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Biennale of Sydney</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Werner Herzog</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Masaccio</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bill Viola</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Araya Rasdjarmrearnsook</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rodney Graham</category><title>On Biennale of Sydney:  Video works @ The MCA</title><atom:summary>After my first visit to any of the 2010 Biennale of Sydney I'm relieved that it's hard to dismiss what I've seen so far as just another example of curatorial toss wrapped up in theory and radical chic.  The signs weren't good though, the daft subtitle of the event "The Beauty of Distance:  Songs of Survival in a Precarious Age" sounds like the worst sort of artwank, the taster show at the MCA 'We</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Artkritique/~3/tJrvGWc8WyY/on-biennale-of-sydney-video-works-mca.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (John Matthews)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aa9osYUjhc4/TAOAaRibVTI/AAAAAAAAAsU/Ipp7in_aAqI/s72-c/John+Bock.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Artkritique/~4/tJrvGWc8WyY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://artkritique.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-biennale-of-sydney-video-works-mca.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656212276125134801.post-8736253210984062635</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Apr 2010 06:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-01T20:15:27.899+10:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Holbein</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">AGNSW</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Archibald Prize</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nigel Milsom</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Stelarc</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Arcimboldo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">John Brack</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Titian</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rodney Pople</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sam Leach</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">painting</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Giles Alexander</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">James Money</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Khue Nguyen</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Marc De Jong</category><title>On The 2010 Archibald Prize @ AGNSW</title><atom:summary>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  I tend to take a ‘death and taxes’ view of the Archibald Prize, currently on at Sydney’s AGNSW.  Complaining about it seems futile, it’s as inevitable as the tides.  As with those other two unfortunate afflictions far better to simply offer advice and succour in an attempt to ameliorate the pain it causes.This time it feels pretty grim, the trends toward giganticism, </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Artkritique/~3/izBk92HBaTk/on-2010-archibald-prize-agnsw.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (John Matthews)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aa9osYUjhc4/S9vyfPfpb8I/AAAAAAAAArc/ciSOS5-hbPM/s72-c/Milsom_jpg_980x980_q85.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Artkritique/~4/izBk92HBaTk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://artkritique.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-2010-archibald-prize-agnsw.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656212276125134801.post-735294439333865406</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Mar 2010 07:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-02T16:59:48.352+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Video</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">National Art School Gallery</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jorge Luis Borges</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Edward Said</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fiona Tan</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sherman Contemporary Art Foundation</category><title>On Fiona Tan @ Sherman Contemporary Art Foundation and National Art School Gallery</title><atom:summary>I'm still thinking about 'Coming Home', Fiona Tan's show of two video works spread between Paddington's admirable Sherman Contemporary Art Foundation and the charming gallery of the National Art School (where you can also take in a spot of Norman McLaren if you fancy).  I imagine I'll feel like this for some time these twin meditations on Orientalism, history and our subconscious take such a </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Artkritique/~3/r5OMPgI_kCA/on-fiona-tan-sherman-contemporary-art.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (John Matthews)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aa9osYUjhc4/S7WEdwb9clI/AAAAAAAAAqc/YM8t3u8Zas0/s72-c/Tan+Lapse+of+Memory+1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Artkritique/~4/r5OMPgI_kCA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://artkritique.blogspot.com/2010/03/on-fiona-tan-sherman-contemporary-art.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656212276125134801.post-5174941156966526991</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Mar 2010 07:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-19T22:28:45.178+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">AGSNW</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Howard Arkley</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Andrew Browne</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Stephen Bush</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Alex Pittendrigh</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fiona Lowry</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ribera</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Julie Fragar</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mary Scott</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Louise Hearman</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Magritte</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Zurbaran</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Goya</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">painting</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">James Morrison</category><title>Wilderness @ AGNSW</title><atom:summary>For all of the galleries that cluster in particular Sydney neighbourhoods, amidst posh terraces or polished concrete warehouse conversions, there is precious little evidence of contemporary artists, in particular painters, at work in our few public galleries.  It's a great shame.  No matter what their best intentions the showrooms, and that is what they are, of commercial galleries are scary </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Artkritique/~3/mfrcD8uuuY0/wilderness-agnsw.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (John Matthews)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aa9osYUjhc4/S6NNYZm41TI/AAAAAAAAApk/VVEXfBN3p5o/s72-c/Louise+Hearman+1279.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Artkritique/~4/mfrcD8uuuY0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://artkritique.blogspot.com/2010/03/wilderness-agnsw.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656212276125134801.post-3979851680465076012</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Mar 2010 04:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-07T20:11:32.209+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Last Poets</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">MCA</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Gillian Wearing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Video</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sylvie Blocher</category><title>On Sylvie Blocher @ MCA</title><atom:summary>Sydney's MCA is a having a good 2010.  Almost overlooked on the fourth floor, a detour away from the excellent Olafur Eliason show, is Sylvie Blocher's 'Living Pictures' a group of simple large scale video works that  you must see if you care about art and people.  The show has, in the late summer cacophony of festivals and events, been very quietly promoted, which made its discovery all the more</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Artkritique/~3/MCVqCgogOCs/on-sylvie-blocher-mca.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (John Matthews)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aa9osYUjhc4/S5NPfWW6o8I/AAAAAAAAApU/Ocyc6cjDEKI/s72-c/What+Belongs+To+Them.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Artkritique/~4/MCVqCgogOCs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://artkritique.blogspot.com/2010/03/on-sylvie-blocher-mca.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656212276125134801.post-725196819209006374</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Feb 2010 01:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-20T17:01:03.604+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">James Gleason</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lucian Freud</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">John Olsen</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dale Frank</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rosly Oxley9</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">painting</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rubens</category><title>On Dale Frank @ Roslyn Oxley9 Gallery</title><atom:summary>Dale Frank's show 'Ice Age' at Roslyn Oxley9 Gallery pushes my buttons and tries my patience.  There's no doubt that his luminously varnished canvasses are often beautiful, their sumptuous whirls and maws of paint preserved in suspended animation, are beautiful.  However he also manages to invoke my innate suspicion about works with titles that read like protracted statements or bad situationist </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Artkritique/~3/HuogX3JDUTo/on-dale-frank-roslyn-oxley9-gallery.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (John Matthews)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aa9osYUjhc4/S39QvfcPTdI/AAAAAAAAAoc/HRfyP-UgVcI/s72-c/Dale+Frank+2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Artkritique/~4/HuogX3JDUTo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://artkritique.blogspot.com/2010/02/on-dale-frank-roslyn-oxley9-gallery.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656212276125134801.post-1098383504219408284</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Jan 2010 07:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-25T08:06:37.647+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Asia-Pacific</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lisa Reihana</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Edge of Elsewhere</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Wang</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Khaled Sabsabi</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jianwei</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sydney Festival</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Richard Bell</category><title>On Edge of Elsewhere @ Campbelltown Arts Centre</title><atom:summary>To enter 'The Edge of Elsewhere' you need to walk through Khaled Sabsabi's hypnotic video installation '99', it sets the bar very high for what will be (unless we're incredibly lucky) one of the best shows in Sydney this year.  Three weeks in that's a big claim but the immediacy, depth and moral fibre of some of the work here at the Campbelltown Arts Centre make it an extraordinarily powerful </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Artkritique/~3/Pndf0IJcuOQ/on-edge-of-elsewhere-campbelltown-arts.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (John Matthews)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aa9osYUjhc4/S1yjNpjZeiI/AAAAAAAAAn0/m5SzCdcBhw4/s72-c/Reihana+cloud.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Artkritique/~4/Pndf0IJcuOQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://artkritique.blogspot.com/2010/01/on-edge-of-elsewhere-campbelltown-arts.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>
