Licking Salt
Anawana Haloba’s exhibition at the National Museum of Norway is so visceral it sets your tongue tingling.
Anawana Haloba’s exhibition at the National Museum of Norway is so visceral it sets your tongue tingling.
Palais de Tokyo struggles to revive the once passionate affair between American art and French thought.
Britain’s bawdiest artist defanged in Helsinki.
Lina Selander turns Marabouparken into a field of dazzling, haunting, and ethically unresolved images.
Does Tate’s Turbine Hall have room for anything other than monumental one-liners? Máret Ánne Sara gives it a try.
Lutz Bacher shook great works out of her sleeve with an effortlessness impossible to fake.
Moderna Museet favours spectacle over substance.
Bergen Assembly sets out to gather allies for a feat of collective thinking.
The 13th Gothenburg Biennial is an assembly kit for institutional conscience.
In painting, figuration is always a form of reduction, but reducing the paintings of art market darling Issy Wood to reflections of millennial woes falls significantly short.
Relational aesthetics goes dark at Bonniers Konsthall.
Irreverent, intimate, and unmistakably herself.
Louise Steiwer looks back on a year when grief was finally allowed to fill the halls of art.
A triennial resembling The Blob and the fear of meeting another person’s gaze ever again: 2025 has left its mark on Tommy Olsson.
Pure hypocrisy: Denmark’s Minister for Culture praises art and culture in the fight against AI while the budget for the National Collection of Photography is slashed.
Christine Antaya decorates her tree with bright colours and a newfound love of nonsense.