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Stunning bit of muscle

    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

    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