Art
Booze or muse?
Composers have been no slouches when it comes to the sauce
St. Vincent
The acclaim is excessive but the talent undeniable
The iconoclast’s last defence
Artistic excuses for Just Stop Oil are confused and opportunistic
Draining the swamp
Residents are hopeful that the mayor’s grip on Venice might at last be easing
Advertisements for themselves
Michael Craig-Martin and the sad afterlife of conceptual art
This is England, nor are we out of it
Englishness isn’t an ethnicity, or even an idea. It’s more like auto-destructive art
The second life of Tracey Emin
A brush with death has revitalised her work
Neither beautiful, nor true
The new Fourth Plinth commission creates moral and artistic confusion
Embrace your inner exile
How can we appreciate art in alienating times?
Kimchi culture
A new gallery pursues a pungent kind of artistic and intellectual renewal