“I wanted to make a work… about Britain for the British public.”
Our betters make art, get fat cheque.
“I wanted to make a work… about Britain for the British public.”
Our betters make art, get fat cheque.
Was thinking about going to see this. Now I’m not so keen.
Variety- Box Office: ‘The Marvels’ Misfires With $47 Million, Lowest MCU Opening Weekend of All Time

Francisco- Clearly the problem is the white women in the middle. The movie needed more diversity.
Curious how when you hear of yet another educator being intolerant, childish, or wildly unhinged, you don’t need to ask what their politics might be.
Or whether they’ll have trouble finding another job in the world of academia.
Sometimes you just don’t want a song to end.
The Arts: A system in which taxpayers help rich people hang pictures for their friends
The revelation this spring that [Remai Modern] final cost tops $111 million, more than twice the original estimate from when it was first proposed, will resonate for most taxpayers, as will the $6 million a year in city funding.
But the art gallery’s worth should be measured beyond its price tag — its value to Saskatoon is more relevant.
Five years ago the gallery earned Saskatoon a spot in the New York Times’ top tourist destinations in the world. USA Today followed suit the following year by recommending its readers visit the Paris of the Prairies chiefly because of the gallery.
So you can argue all day that the money spent on building the art gallery will never be worth it, but you cannot reasonably claim that no value was derived from it in terms of recognition for the city.
The “cannot reasonably claim” value: two American travel writer mentions at the low, low entry price of $55,500,000.00 apiece.
And then, there’s the nepotism. And the fact that it’s ugly. And the millions to maintain it ain’t ever going away…
Get the hell out of Saskatoon while you still can, my friends.
From the comments: I guess nothing quite “says” Saskatoon like a good stack of double-wides.
Readers may also note the article’s, shall we say, coyness regarding the art on offer – all that cruelly underfunded creativity. None of which is displayed to sway readers of the Observer. The nearest we get is a photo of Ms Kwan standing next to a creation that we cannot actually see, and a photo of Grayson Perry in a hideous frock.
On London’s struggling artists and their feats of creativity.
In art news:
The decision to adorn what was once the Women’s Museum with a, shall we say, transitioning figure, this “nourishing man,” is likely an attempt to comply with prevailing fashions regarding those individuals who are somewhat at odds with their physical selves. A trans-friendly gesture. Or, as the museum puts it, somewhat coyly, a sign of “gender inclusivity.”
It occurs to me, however, that a man being given large doses of cross-sex hormones and subsequently developing facsimile breasts isn’t going to lactate anything remotely nourishing for a child. Given sufficiently high doses of female hormones, and given sufficiently zealous pumping, some men can be made to secrete a substance from their nipples, albeit unreliably and in very limited quantities – but the resulting discharge is of no nutritional value to an infant.
On a recent trip to Nanaimo, I ran across this mural on a building in the downtown area.
Odd how you never see this mentioned in the mainstream media.
A friend in North Vancouver has a hoodie with a Canadian flag and the words “The Resistance” on it. He wears it a lot and surprisingly gets a lot of positive comments from passers by. Maybe there’s hope for this country yet.

Where history is rewritten and socialists rule.
Quebec MP decries woke leftist “coup” at National Gallery of Canada

Submitted by reader Peter G: My recent pic of arguably the ugliest public “art” installation in Vancouver — and that’s saying something. Chinese sculptor (from China). I masked the background to b&w in search for a grotesque. False Creek seawall.
“Bumped”, I suppose you could say. Because I was reminded of it.
This post was originally published April 19, 2008. The New Criterion link has expired, but you can still read it here. Take your time. Read the comments, too.

“When I was in the army, many years ago, I was an infantryman, and in the course of what I saw, and did, and came to understand, I was broken. Sometime after I had returned to the United States and my life had resumed, I rounded a corner in the Metropolitan Museum in New York and saw a painting I had known all my life but which I had not until that moment been able to understand. This was Winslow Homer’s masterfully restrained portrait of a veteran returning to his fields. The generation touched by fire in the Civil War understood the great import of this painting, they knew why the veteran had his back turned to the painter, why he was alone, why he worked in utter quiet, why the light was so clear, the scene so tranquil. After years of war and destruction, they understood, and after having passed this painting for the first time as a man, so did I.”
An abstract Mondrian painting has been hanging upside down for 75 years and no one noticed.