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Is he mourning? waiting? Are his eyes as tearful as you pictured? Are they fearful of the world to come without you? I’m sure he’d...
In Kolkata, heat arrived as silence, thick, smothering. The days clung to us, draped like wet cloth, the evenings stitched with the hum of cicadas,...
Bringing together over a hundred works, this exhibition celebrates Emin’s 40 years practice, you walk through Emin’s journalised, confessional life. Her very distinctive mark making...
The word samurai comes from the Japanese verb ‘to serve’. This exhibition, bringing together 280 exhibits, traces the evolution of the samurai image and myths....
After Freud’s death in 2011, the National Portrait Gallery was in receipt of his ‘works on paper’ in lieu of government taxes. One hundred and...
The key piece in this show is the vast ninety metre digital frieze documenting the Normandie seasons of Hockney’s own garden. A series of iPad...
Derived from the Bemba word meaning “a collective of storytellers” or “these stories will be told in the future,” Bakashimika International Photography Festival is more...
At precisely four o’clock, with the sun preparing to slouch behind the sandstone bulk of the Allahabad Fort, I stepped waist-deep into the Ganga at...
A young guy in suction-cup jeans and laced-up white high-tops stares at me, then glances down, then briefly looks ahead as if sending Morse Code....
Ducking underneath a dehydrated llama fetus, I stepped into the shop. The table out front had beckoned, piles of earthy powders, amulets, and bowls of...
In Georgia O’Keeffe’s “Patio Door with Green Leaf,” a small, yellow-green leaf floats in front of a brown-red adobe wall, the colour of earth, the...
On the bus ride down the east coast of the South Island, the jagged shape of the Alps retreated into the distance on their southwesterly...
If you want to know what history smells like, arrive in Budapest in June 1991: paprika and pastry, diesel fumes and a faint whiff of...
I had one mission on my summer trip to Miami: numb my mind in warm waves. With other tourists, I boarded the boat, the only...
I was searching for a farm underground, and I could not find it. My mother and I spun around Sangdo Station in a cloud of...