My Canada, 45/150: Art for an accelerated culture

I read early reports about the exhibition, noting it included Lego structures and trash-heap-bits-become-“art” assemblages: stuff that normally set off a “wanker” alarm bell in my brain.

My Canada, 44/150: A piercing domestic light

Especially early in her career, critics dismissed Mary Pratt’s work as being “just” paintings of food and kitchens and domestic life. Technically competent still lifes. Nothing more.