Turner 2016 – About a Boy

I recently visited the Turner Prize 2016 at Tate Britain. There are 4 artists, 3 of them women (there’s that number 3 again!). It’s refreshing for women to be in the majority. So the odds are for a woman to win this year. I thought my choice would be a woman before I visited. I thought I would like Anthea Hamilton’s work the most. But I’ve changed my mind. My money is now on Michael Dean. Why the about face? Well I do like Anthea Hamilton’s work. It’s fresh and accessible. But ultimately it doesn’t move me. My thoughts aren’t provoked, my senses aren’t pricked. Yes I am amused but that’s not really what I seek from art. And I can’t help thinking that I’d like the brick suit much more if the bricks were painted on the suit rather than it being sewn from material printed with a brick pattern. I have no idea why that matters to me, but it does. The large mural of the London sky at 3pm on a sunny day in June is good but I don’t get the chastity belts hanging on chains. The big gold butt is also impressive but simply stirs…