When was the last time you stepped inside an art gallery? Can you name, from memory, the names of three art galleries in your town or city? Don’t worry, there is still time to retake the test.
Not many people know that Uri Geller and Salvador Dalí met in Barcelona and kept in touch for quite some time. One painted the first bent spoon and the other bent spoons using the powers of the mind. Paranormal surrealism?
L’Hospitalet is well on the way to becoming one of the nerve centres of Catalan art, but what is the attraction for gallery owners and creators?
The girl strangles the boy with her bare hands and stares into the camera. Her murderous eyes penetrate right through the photographer as her victim’s tongue hangs out of the side of his mouth. All framed by the darkness and shadows of the forest.
As a result of the age of its own invention, the motor car cannot have been a theme in art much before the turn of the twentieth century.
When Barcelona had no share in the computer games industry, it suddenly often appeared as the setting for one. Now that it has become the unarguable capital of said industry, the computer games no longer appear. Does anyone know what is going on?
More unpublished declarations of Anna Maria Dalí about the prolonged conflict that the artist had with his father.
An excerpt from the unpublished diaries of Rafael Santos Torroella reveals, through Anna Maria Dalí, what Salvador Dalí’s reconciliation with his father was like, having been expelled by the family for his relationship with Gala and the surrealist ‘sect’.
Now that the Facebook robot censors have put into practice the implacable and efficient, white and starched, orders of Silicon Valley puritanism, it brings to mind an interesting and strange controversy which took place in Barcelona at the height of the Primo de Rivera dictatorship.
This institution, one of the most prestigious in Barcelona, has presented its programme for 2019. And I have to say it has been something of a surprise…
As the twentieth century progressed, the portrait became increasingly sidelined when not directly condemned.
Recently there has been some controversy about the portrait of the King of Spain by the portrait painter Hernán Cortés Moreno, specialist in this type of work.
Political art has a very bad press, when what should really have a bad name is art which says nothing.
“Sobrecàrregues” is an initiative of the Assembly of Artists of La Garrotxa. Every month the Assembly invites an artist to hand on the façade of Olot Town Hall a life-sized interpretation of “The Charge” (1902) – the best-known work by Ramon Casas.
Jordi Abelló’s research to find new formats and places to share his pictorial and audiovisual creation leaves no stone unturned.
Having the Pocket Art Connoisseur is like keeping the most rigorous art critic in your pocket.
Among all the foreign artists that art dealer Josep Dalmau exhibited, Mela Muter (Warsaw, 1876 – Paris, 1967) was the one that had the biggest impact in Catalonia.
Last Thursday in Barcelona there was an extraordinary auction of antiquarian books and manuscripts. The organisers Soler y Llach, are a reference in this kind of sale. Most of the lots were sold.
It is not easy to gain access to kinetic art from the world of screens and digital media. Accustomed to the paradigm of constant and liquid movement, kinetic art pieces and their commitment to the study of movement have something of an old-fashioned method, a mechanical process and a touch of magic. It is almost as if we are talking of another age.
A work rescued from the past, a sarcastic portrait of Antoni Tàpies, opens up the stark debate between formalism and realism, between ethics and the desire for the powers of art.
The Cathedral of the Sea is the secret of the classical tradition, and the offspring of the entrepreneurial spirit which was the enlightenment of modernity.
A journey in time to two besieged cities, with a common theme: jewellery.
Three recent initiatives have revived interest in the work of the Rousillon sculptor Gustau Violet.
The city of Valls made a gift of its emblematic eagle to Gala Dalí. Why? Well, the clue is that in the world of Dalí, nothing is as it seems…