To rescue Kahlo from the clutches of the corporate art market, we need to acknowledge the overt and covert political dimensions of the work, demands GAVIN O’TOOLE
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TIM WELLS reports on the thoroughly enjoyable Saboteur poetry awards
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If you can see past the relentless commodification you will be rewarded by enormously powerful work, suggests JENNY MITCHELL
CHRIS SEARLE revels in the one-off collaboration between an American polymath and a British Muslim, and detects the presence of their revolutionary forebear
GORDON PARSONS revels in an ebullient production of Shakespeare’s magical comedy
BRENT CUTLER welcomes a thoughtful analysis of the Erdogan regime, viewed through the evolving history of a neighbourhood in Istanbul
GORDON PARSONS regrets the price, but is dazzled by an outstandingly ambitious study of the way art restoration in particular, and culture in general was weaponised by the Nazis
AWARDS realness over two days kicked off with a party at East London’s Vout-O-Reenees, full of young people in freshly laundered clothes and older ones in new suits.
Poets plied their trade, starting with Dominic Berry thesply projecting, while Lucy Durneen got everyone laughing with a good poem about bad sex. There was knocking on the back door, posing the vital question: “The fucking worst or the worst fucking?”
After that we all needed a drink and the marvellous Maria Ferguson then read with a gin shine, she was working herself to the full glory. She brought humour, reality and punches.
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