Film

Martin Creed: What's the point of it? at the Hayward Gallery until 27 April

My first indirect interaction with Martin Creed’s work was two years ago when I boarded the HMS Belfast with my colleagues to join the Olympic bell-ringing across the UK. It was Martin’s work, entitled Work No 1197 ‘All the Bells Rung in a Country as Quickly and Loudly…

Guest Blogger: A Lengthy Offering from Moving Image by Rebecca Carr

Video art has never held much of an appeal to me. In part, this is because it seems to take so much time, and inevitably when you come across it in a gallery it’s always half way through, meaning you either miss some of it, watch the end before…

Ayrton Senna: In His Last Race to Spirituality and Immortality

I never understood people´s fascination with car racing. My primal girl-self cannot grasp what type of adrenaline one gets from hearing the sound of screeching tires and the humming of machines for what I would plainly categorise as a man sport. Since being involved in a minor accident years…

Momardi says Oui: Special Screening on David Lamelas at the Ciné Lumiere

I was getting a little bit grumpy from not receiving replies from the Gagosian gallery for my request on publicity images for the John Chamberlain show. Ignored by an elite gallery for the nth time,  I had been wondering if I was mistaken about Momardi as an effective platform for…

The Earth Moves: Momardi´s Baby Steps

*Osama Bin Laden *is dead. The Americans can now, atleast temporarily, heave a sigh of relief and I am doing some form of cheering myself. The  holidays had been good, a moto trip around **Bournemouth, Poole and Swanage and while I´ve been battered by the wind during the trip,…