“If contemporary art is all a fraud, why do people keep on looking? Why do I keep going back to it?”

Guardian critic Adrian Searle on how he fell in love with modern art

Years ago I came across a tiny, misshapen oval grey painting, by the late Blinky Palermo, at ARCO, Madrid's international art fair. Getting right up to it, the noise of the fair drained away, and Palermo's painting somehow took over, invading my consciousness. A malleable little thing, not much bigger than the palm of my hand, it is an object as much as it is a painting. It has an air of casual finality about it, and the authority of a full stop or of a stone thrown in a pond. It stopped my mind…read the rest of the article here.


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