Plaster Magazine

1 week ago | plastermagazine.com | Harriet Lloyd-Smith

4 min read Trackie McLeod took over the Plaster Store for a day of art, tunes and scran in celebration of all things Scotland It was an early summer Saturday when the country of Scotland temporarily relocated to 20 Great Chapel Street, Soho for a one-day all-out bash courtesy of artist Trackie McLeod. Pies (scran) from Auld Hag were consumed, graphic art and custom T-shirts flew off shelves and walls, hard Panther milkshakes (apparently all the rage in Glasgow rn) went down a little too easy...

2 weeks ago | plastermagazine.com | Izzy Bilkus

5 min read In the next edition of our art advice column, Greg Rook weighs in on secrecy, gallery ‘negging’, and playing the long game Dear Greg,What’s with all the price secrecy?

3 weeks ago | plastermagazine.com | Izzy Bilkus

10 min read Ahead of her new solo show at Sadie Coles, Tau Lewis talks thrifting, mythology and struggling with goodbyes It’s the opening night of Tau Lewis’ solo show at Sadie Coles on Bury Street. I arrive to find Sadie Coles herself pouring out cups of champagne. The crowd is buzzing and the gallery feels bright and warm. Downstairs, I take another look at the sculpture bust, Venus in Pisces, that stood like a kind of guardian, watching over the artist and me earlier that day when I...

3 weeks ago | plastermagazine.com | Izzy Bilkus

6 min read For Joseph Jones’ new show at Workplace gallery, Harriet Lloyd-Smith speaks to the artist about his floral and feline love affair “I like the paintings to feel like you are looking through a window.” There’s a tender charm and a subtle sense of nostalgia in Joseph Jones’ work. Cats and flowers are the primary subjects of his small-scale paintings, which are pieced together from a trove of found images. Jones’ work is currently part of Workplace gallery’s ‘Focus’ series, online and...

4 weeks ago | plastermagazine.com | Izzy Bilkus

9 min read As Galleria Continua opens its spring programme, Nicolas Vamvouklis takes a trip to Tuscany and discovers a scene full of surprises The train from Firenze to San Gimignano is on time, and I am oddly excited — like I am about to meet an old friend. I am running down binario 2 under the Tuscan sun, a bit too warm for spring, half laughing to myself because this scene feels familiar. Déjà vu? Maybe. This is not my first time visiting San Gimignano. I was here last year, invited to...