Memory, colour, and instinct weave through the work of Anna Liber Lewis, where personal recollections and inherited histories blur into something less certain and more evocative. Following a period away from commercial exhibiting, the artist returns with a renewed perspective, reflecting on the slippages of memory, the impulses that continue to drive her practice, and the conditions that allow creativity to flourish. Anna Liber Lewis Q1. If your work carries memory, what do you think it...

Venice Biennale quietly takes over Venice and turns it into something unusual: a city where contemporary art

Eco art isn’t here to be polite. It doesn’t quietly whisper about climate change from the corner of a white cube. It arrives muddy, blooming, dripping, melting, decomposing — sometimes literally — and asks what it means to make beauty inside a system that is breaking its own habitat. What makes eco artists compelling isn’t that they “use recycled materials” or “care about sustainability.” It’s that they treat the Earth not as a theme, but as a collaborator. Soil becomes pigment. Grass...