Flashback no. 7: The Giacometti Gallery at Louisiana Museum, Humlebæk (29 Jun 2016)

Even on a very dark day, there was something strangely uplifting in the light that pervaded these rooms of the Louisiana Museum of Modern Art, 35 km north of Copenhagen. It may have been bucketing down like it only does in the summer, but Giacometti's magic was untarnished and, once again, the silent dialogue with his iconic statues could begin.

His hieratic figures were patiently waiting, standing there like sentinels frozen in time and space. I have always been struck by the contrast between the apparent stillness of the stance and the roughness of the scarred surface. If you look closely, you'll see the figures change as you move around them, they never look the same as they oscillate between being immobile and subtly edging towards movement. Giacometti's stick-thin bronzes are immortal, intense, ethereal, proud and timeless in their refusal to align with any art movement, style or period. So thin and yet so strong, so fragile and yet so resilient - everywhere they go they own the space they inhabit, emanating a mixed aura of presence and solitude and exposing the frailty of the human condition.

Once a successful surrealist painter, after 1935 Swiss-born Giacometti turned to sculpture for his restless explorations of the human body. Using his wife Annette as his favourite female model, he proceeded to completely break away from tradition establishing a new canon of representation that was revolutionary at his time and that remains unique to this day. In 2015 his work Pointing Man (1947) became the world's most expensive sculpture selling at $141M (with fees, mind) when it went under the hammer at Christie's in New York.

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Flashback no. 6: Paula Rego at Musée de l'Orangerie, Paris (21 Dec 2018)

Portuguese-born Paula Rego doesn't paint to please the viewer, she paints to disorientate them. Her canvasses tell uncomfortable, ambiguous and sometimes downright disturbing stories that we struggle to make sense of. And the longer we stand in front of them, the more we are intrigued and confused, often nowhere near understanding what the painting is about. But in there lies the beauty, the depth of her art.

Always defying the established conventions of the bourgeoisie she was born into and the dogmas of religion and society at large, Rego creates 'cruel tales' (whence the title of the exhibition) populated by eerie-looking, distorted characters that subvert roles and dynamics. Her distinctive figurative style merges the literary, the religious, the political and the personal giving life to a dream-like reality where people, mostly women, look both elated and miserable, kind and evil. We will never know which, but we can have a good guess.

Rego, whose childhood was spent under Salazar's fascist regime, candidly admits “it’s not very nice to live inside my mind". She apparently also suffers from nightmares. Of course she does, we see them in her large, haunting pastels, shrouded in dark secrets and unspoken truths. These are scenes that ooze pain, anger, resentment and speak of dysfunctional relationships and open wounds. Rego's visual universe is truly unique in that it's full of juxtapositions and twist and turns, none of which we should expect to understand.

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The Dance, 1988

The Family, 1988

The Maids,1987

The Policeman's Daughter, 1987

Flashback no. 5: Joan Semmel at Jewish Museum, New York (26 August 2017)

We have all been there, we've all experienced that feeling when we step into a room and we feel a work of art is 'calling' us. And I, for one, love succumbing to that irresistible lure, to the power emanated by a painting that is working its magic leaving me humbled, intrigued and seduced. Well, this is exactly what happened on that rainy (if memory serves) day at the Jewish Museum in NYC, one of the smaller, but by no means lesser gems of New York's Museum Mile.

So what does Joan Semmel's Sunlight have that I found so irresistible? This dazzling self-portrait has form, scale, courage, light, shadows, honesty, warmth, freedom, truth, mystery, introspection, perspective, eroticism, innocence, empowerment, questions and answers. This is a painting that tells a story I could immediately relate to before knowing anything about the artist, there was no need to read the blurb to understand or connect.

Joan Semmel (b.1932) focuses her practice on the issues of representation of the body, sexuality and desire. In this painting, she is boldly looking at herself, unafraid of what she sees. Semmel's fearless gaze has the confidence every woman dreams of and should aspire to. In Sunlight, I felt she was reclaiming her own body, offering it to us free from any male objectification.

The separation between male and female art irritates me, I find it irrelevant. For me, there is only good or bad art. But arguably the female universe has been, and still is, vastly underrepresented in museums the world over. This is the artist's pragmatic response to the as of yet unanswered question posed by Linda Nochlin 7 years before this extraordinary painting was made: “If there are no great, celebrated women artists, that’s because the powers that be have not been celebrating them, but not because they are not there.”

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Joan Semmel, Sunlight (1971), Jewish Museum, NYC

Semmel in front of her work. How fabulous is she? Photo: Wikipedia