Author

 
Adrian Searle

Adrian Searle

    The saltwater of Turkey’s tears
    The saltwater of Turkey’s tears
    Just south of Istanbul, on the island of Büyükada in the Sea of Marmara, Leon Trotsky lived from 1929 to 1933, in exile and constant fear of...
    Venice Biennale: the world is more than enough
    Venice Biennale: the world is more than enough
    "Everyone is working happily, the sun is shining all the time. It's totally awful," says the voice. We are in Venice again, reclining on white...
    South African-born painter's endless journey of rediscovery
    South African-born painter's endless journey of rediscovery
    A wall of faces greets you in the opening room. Dozens of ink and graphite images look back at us, wonky and misproportioned, but also weirdly...
    Fags, slags and flying the flags
    Fags, slags and flying the flags
    Bruised from a beating and smeared with bits of a banana with which he has been happily and very publicly sodomised, a naked man hacks at a log...
    Kentridge takes Brighton
    Kentridge takes Brighton
    William Kentridge's dark, magical animations are on exhibition in a multi-venue show in Brighton. Guardian critic Adrian Searle takes a journey....
    Art for the hell of it
    Art for the hell of it
    A long descent. Endless falling. These are the signal images in Western Deep and Caribs' Leap, two films by Steve McQueen being...