Let’s Pretend

David Lee

July/August 2021

The National Gallery has prostrated itself before what Orwell called  ‘the official mind’. It must have done because the less said about Rosalind Nashashibi, their current artist-in-residence, the better … but don’t worry I’ll bore you anyway. She is exhibiting her recent efforts among the 17th century Spanish pictures to which, it is claimed, her own works are said to respond. Any connections – and they will not be obvious to anybody with normal vision – are remote and in one instance, a parody of Philip IV’s legs, positively infantile. These daubs should not have been exhibited at all, anywhere, let alone here of all places. Surely no commercial gallery would