Albert Oehlen might be the old man of new German painting, but his Whitechapel show proves he can still flex a stunning bit of muscle, says Waldemar Januszczak
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The chamber of secrets
Transvestite potter or tireless social crusader? The enigma of Grayson Perry enchants Waldemar Januszczak
Modigliani’s women
His women might all look alike, but lean a little closer and his passion shines out, says Waldemar Januszczak
The artist as outsider?
Hardly — a new exhibition paints a picture of rebels desperate to fit in, says Waldemar Januszczakc
Tate strikes gold
The Tate has struck gold with its glorious Kandinsky. But for Waldemar Januszczak, it makes Howard Hodgkin look a load of old fluff
Don’t believe everything you see
That’s the tough message of Thomas Demand. By Waldemar Januszczak
It’s time to get real
There has been a complete loss of perspective over Constable, says an impious Waldemar Januszczak
The light fantastic
The sun is shining again on Monet’s greatest work. All is well with the world, reflects Waldemar Januszczak
Kazakhstanis eat horses, don’t they?
In the obscure cluster of Central Asian nations, Kazakhstan stands out for its fine art, naked choristry and equestrian recipes. Waldemar Januszczak investigates
Television: Smiling for the cameras
Her lookalikes are a hoot — but there’s more to Alison Jackson than meets the eye, says Waldemar Januszczak