By Tessa Nolan Fashion is the most intimate of histories. While grand narratives are written in treaties and battle reports, the story of how we…
By Tessa Nolan Robert Bolt’s A Man for All Seasons has been called the definitive play about conscience, and in Jonathan Church’s touring production –…
A city does not become a City of Culture by declaration alone. The title, awarded to Bradford for the year 2025, brought with it a…
By Tessa Nolan The face of Kirill Richter is on posters across London, announcing a concert at the Coliseum. It is not the kind of…
By Tessa Nolan London’s celebrity geography is not random. It clusters along predictable corridors – Mayfair’s clubland, Soho’s late kitchens, Notting Hill’s pastel mews –…
By Tessa Nolan The artist Amy Sherald has pulled her entire exhibition from the Smithsonian’s National Portrait Gallery. The move was abrupt. It followed a…
By Tessa Nolan There is a peculiar, almost Beckettian poetry to the statement issued by the Adams County Coroner’s Office. A man is dead, found…
The history of the floral still life is often burdened by its own domesticity. Relegated for centuries to the realm of the decorative, painting flowers…
By Tessa Nolan There is a tedious paradox at the heart of modern culture: the more desperately an artist contorts themselves for our attention, the…
By Tessa Nolan It was a happy accident. A moment of shared frustration at 35,000 feet over the English Channel, a spilt diary, a lament…