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Exhibiton: From Death to Death and Other Small Tales

The body is an enduring theme in art, from Egon Schiele's exquisite but confrontational masturbation works, to Mark Quinn's queasy frozen-fluid casts. The current show at the Scottish National Gallery of Modern Art, From Death to Death And Other Small Tales, features works from the collection of D. Daskalopoulos alongside many rarely-seen major pieces from the Scottish National Gallery of Modern Art. It includes artists who have shaped 20th and 21st-century culture, each responding in various ways to the great mysteries of the physical and psychological self; that duality of tissue and thought that fundamentally constitutes who we are. Read more →

When Books Become Sculpture and Imagination Takes the Reins

I'm trying not to press my nose against the glass like a child outside a sweet shop, but it's hard because I feel a bit hungry around the eyes. I make my way round the ten paper sculptures sitting quietly on an upper-floor of the Scottish Poetry Library. There’s a simpering tide of superlatives attempting to break free from my biro. Having been to many unsatisfactory exhibitions in my time – rows of hanging windbreaks and unintelligible conceptual scrawlings and anything Jeff Koons has ever vomited out – I know what a rare thing this is. And best of all, the sculptures are made out of books. Read more →