While on Saturday night the Love Parade was raving in Tiergarten, in the atrium of the nearby Kunstgewerbemuseum  a re-performance of Charlotte Moorman's John Cage piece 26'1.1944'' was st…

Fondazione Prada in Milan lacks a good bookstore. It is so reduced that it is almost non-existing. I wanted to buy a book on Pino Pascali but only the catalogue was on sale, which was too big (and expensi…

A piece of a broken clay vase by Yoko Ono is part of my art collection. It was given to me by Ono  in 2009, after her performance at the Arsenale Theatre at the Venice Bienniale. I was one of the last to …

My mother and I are colouring in cows at the Wiels coffee shop. We found the cows, together with a box of colours, on our way out of the Jef Geys exhibition, curated by Charlotte Friling and Dirk Snauwa…

A sculpture called  Roses  made of decoration paper and a few coloured ribbons here and there, accompanied by watercolours of flowers. Nothing much, you would say. Rosemary Mayer would agree, "anothe…

A Josephine Baker show at the Neue Nationalgalerie in Berlin. When it was announced for 2024, I was excited. Now I have seen it, I'm less happy and even a bit disappointed. Josephine Baker. Icon in Mo…

It's been a while since I laid my eyes on Philip Guston's paintings at the Tate. But I made notes. Plus, it was very memorable. After running through a few rooms of abstract paintings, I was stopp…

Lin May Saeed in Georg Kolbe Museum The first villa is the Georg Kolbe Museum, a 1928 modernist villa in Westend. I visited it on a Thursday afternoon in November when the sun hesitantly appeared in the s…

Me caught in a field of cotton by Akane Kimbara A friend lend me his Un Art de la rencontre by Lee Ufan. Going to the opening last Thursday night at Hamburger Bahnhof, I was so impressed and also found it…

Me contemplating the seals at Gropius, between an Andy Warhol (ceiling), and a Dan Flavin (floor). Photo by Jennifer Danos  There is a video recording of me walking through Joseph Beuys' The End of…

Alban Hajdinaj, Evergreen, 2022 Last Friday, I attended the first Berlin Punk Symposium. I came in when Marie Arleth Skov was talking about the Dutch counter-movement Provo. Their "propaganda" p…

I made it back to Kewenig on Saturday afternoon. Berlin Art Week seemed to be somewhere else, which was a relief. It is best to be alone when you see Kimsooja's installation.  It is very simple: str…

The Etel Adnan show at KINDL made me feel melancholic. It was the first time I saw her work for real and I was surprised how it affected me. Her work seems so joyous, so full of sun and earth, with happy …

There is a lot of emphasis on Andy Warhol being gay in the Andy Warhol exhibition at the Tate, tracking "the impulses that drove this shy, gay man to be an artist" as the introduction text says.…

Installation by Sun Yuan and Peng Yu The Venice Bienniale reminded me of a shopping mall experience I recently had. Artist Anna Björklund of the VICCA Production Seminar at Aalto University led us th…

Little O and I at Blain Southern. Photo: Akane Kimbara What does art do? A lot of times when looking at art in galleries, it doesn't do much to me. I can acknowledge its statement, its message, i…

Magnús Pálsson,  Chess Palindrome , 1972 I’m under the influence. On the wall in my room hangs a riddle by the Icelandic artist Magnús Pálsson that requires careful thinking - it’s a chess palind…

Roman Signer, Kitfox Experimental, 2014 at KINDL, Berlin It’s hard to write about Roman Signer’s artwork. You might have noticed in my last post that I took the easy way out and sidetracked to a …

Me at the dinner club, korean barbecue at Arirang, Charlottenburg This might be new to you but the latest trend in town is to be part of a club. I myself actually kind of set this trend in 2014 and i…