The garments we wear often hold stories about our lives. A hole in the knee of a well-loved pair of jeans recalls hours spent bent down to tend to a vegetable garden, while a greasy oil stain condemns a T-shirt once worn to a family barbeque.

The Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood shook the foundations of art and art theory. It quickly went from a group of seven to a movement that counted many followers and prominent advocates.

Discover Anselm Kiefer, a German artist born in 1945 at the end of World War II.

After a decade-long cleaning and restoration, the Vatican Museums recently unveiled the “last and most important” room in the Apostolic Palace belonging to a group known as the Raphael Rooms.

I visited artist Hollis Hammonds in her studio a couple of weeks before she was due to install at The Grace Museum in Abilene.

The Morgan Library & Museum presents Lisa Yuskavage: Drawings, the first comprehensive museum presentation of the artist’s drawings.

In the 1920s, influential German artist László Moholy-Nagy coined the term “New Vision.” It was a label for a global photographic shift – a response to the mechanised conflict of WWI and a reclamation of artistic image-making.

I saw Erin Shirreff’s work for the first time about 15 years ago at the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York.

The Royal Palace in Oslo sits on top of a hill, the Queen’s Park stretching behind.

I first came to the Dulwich Picture Gallery, where Les Plaisirs du bal is, with Keats in mind.

It is a charming image of plenty and anticipation, depicting that happy moment when the work of cooking is complete and the food is ready to enjoy.

This impressive and unusual volume has been a long time in the making.

With her near century-long vow of silence, Elizabeth II planted the notion that monarchs don’t have opinions.

One of the luckiest house museums in America is Lyndhurst, a creamy marble pile perched atop a Hudson River bank, just north of New York City in Tarrytown.

In ‘Cutting Through the Past’, a retrospective of Rebecca Horn (1944–2024) at Castello di Rivoli, near Turin, things are constantly being spiked and sliced and snipped and ripped open.