Laura Gascoigne

I was dreading this show – how wrong could I be: Entangled Pasts, at the Royal Academy, reviewed

Far from being a hollow exercise in breast-beating, this new show is riotous and vertigo-inducing

‘Black Venus’, 1957, by Margaret Burroughs. © Margaret Burroughs

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