Madness of crowds: The art crowd

Oh, I do so hope, dear readers, that you don’t feel I’ve been neglecting you? I do try so very hard to give the impression that I’m a grounded sort of a fellow, with a proper appreciation of the follies of our age – but it’s difficult you see, when I’m in such a whirl. I’m just back today from São Paulo, where the deliciously modest and unassuming Tracey Emin had a littlevernissageat White Cube. I’d gone there from Hong Kong where I attended the opening last Thursday evening of Takashi Muraka...