When the Brexit fever was at its height, and the words ‘febrile’ and ‘torrid’ seemed to be on every pundit’s lips, along with …

    I’ve always had a lot of time for sceptics. In some cases, you had to have a lot of time. There was the one who landed up in a…

The ginger-haired Jesus, by Paul Gauguin.     As a painter, especially in his early years,…

WHAT’S IN A NAME? AN ENTIRE SOAP OPERA, APPARENTLY.     I have always had a problem with the way popular culture has treated the…

  Scarlett Moffatt flanked by two Himba women     Things here have become very tribal of late. The term…

    As I arrived at the press preview for Tate Britain’s new exhibition, I saw the glass cabinets containing the familiar pages of…

    HG Wells, chatting up a pretty…

‘I’ve gotta get a typewriter that’s sexier’ - George Orwell at the coal face A LETTER FROM AN OLD…

Perhaps the reason we’re no longer able to see into the future like the great writers of the twentieth century, is that we’re in our own version of…

When I claimed recently that Jonathan Jones, the prolific art critic for The Guardian, used the same method as Boris Johnson…