As children, we were great devourers of the arts, of experiences and time. As adults, we’ve customised our life around devices, subjects of the great curation.
The high priestess of suburban etiquette returns, this time offering a safe path around the smug fartknockery of an art exhibit.
In 1980, photographer Mike Emery saw a China that was unknown to the West. He was able to immortalise a time of renewal, re-examination and eventual rebirth.
With Hollywood forever enthralled with possibilities of digital effects, reducing the age of actors (or bringing others back from the dead) firmly places us at a weird (hyperreal) crossroads.
Art not only enriches our lives, it can be deeply informative. Art from ancient times is often a window through which we can learn about life, culture and the belief systems of people who lived thousands of years ago.