We went to see Damien Hirst’s exhibition last night. I know, I know, I was in the area.
Anyway, as expected it was one of the worst exhibitions I’ve ever seen. Not only is Mr Hirst an utterly talentless painter, but even breathing Bacon’s name in the same sentence is a bit if a travesty.
Beautifully just, is the Stuckists leaping to Hirst’s defence. Some of the worst artists in London (history?) are, after years of lampooning the man, now his vehement defenders.