“My week: Bettany Hughes
…Suitably steamed-up (uncharacteristic, I’m pretty much a Pollyanna), I drift to Oxford for the opening of Stella Vine’s show at Modern Art. The competing merits of concept and process always interest. There are many good ideas in the world and a handful of successful executions.
The crowd buzz around with excited, brittle smiles. But these gauche canvases genuinely seem to move their audience. As Diana’s lips bleed and Courtney pulls off her panties in the back of a cab and Nigella tempts the vicar they remind me of the world’s first created woman – described by Hesiod as the kalon kakon. The beautiful-evil thing.
After the garish glory of Vine’s paintings, squalling London looks very cold in the light of day…”