Despite a change in rules that sparked fears Americans would dominate the prize, the final Man Booker longlist reflects a 'vintage year' of fiction.
'I'm broke,' says Marsha Hunt, inspiration for the song Brown Sugar, explaining her reason for selling Jagger's letters to her from the summer of '69.
After the vast emptiness of the Tate Modern's Turbine Hall, Ai Weiwei this week filled a London space that could hardly be more of a contrast.
A ruined Soviet-era restaurant in Gorky Park, Moscow, is set to become the unlikely new home for one of Russia's hippest arts centres.
British novelist Julian Barnes finally won the literary prize that has eluded him on three previous occasions.
Directed by the singer, WE is a sympathetic portrait of star-crossed lovers Edward VII and Mrs Simpson.
Anish Kapoor this week dedicated his largest artwork ever to the missing Chinese artist, Ai Weiwei.
When viewing the tiny hand-coloured etchings of figures being burned alive and hair being washed in blood it is fine to be bemused and baffled.
Classical ballet has rarely been portrayed like this, featuring murder, drug-taking, self-harming, unhealthy narcissism and lesbian sex.
Manuscripts, letters, notebooks and even the school reports of JG Ballard have been saved for the British public.