‘Anything that is ‘Open Mic’ runs the risk of the mad, bad or sad of the creative arts taking their moment of glory.’ JESS MIDDLETON-PUGH braves the edgy artists at The Punter for some open mic poetry.
JESS MIDDLETON-PUGH and the sisters are doing it for themselves.
Oxbridge alumni dominate the theatre world. And quite rightly.
‘It may make you want to throw away your paintbrush in disgust’. JESS MIDDLETON-PUGH waxes lyrical about the charms of 17th century Dutch artists.
JESS MIDDLETON-PUGH steps, blinking, out of the art gallery, and ponders the art out there in the ‘real world’. Is the best we can do really George Osborn standing on the fourth plinth in a silly moustache?
The University’s latest attempt to get state school pupils to apply to Cambridge is patronising, ill-considered tripe.
JESS-MIDDLETON PUGH isn’t impressed by the sickly-sweet candy colours on display at Bridget Riley’s new exhibition at Kettle’s Yard.
JESS MIDDLETON-PUGH enjoys The Cambridge Matchbox Project at The Shop, and looks forward to similar art on a bigger scale in the future.
JESS MIDDLETON-PUGH takes Peter Blake’s pop art at face value, but can’t help thinking it’s just a bit tired.
JESS MIDDLETON-PUGH is impressed by the silliness of Andy Holden’s current exhibition, which lacks pretension and revels in fun.