Published: May 03, 2019
The selection of some finalists seems so obvious as to be verging on parody but there are a few genuinely good portraits
This year is the 98th outing of the Art Gallery of New South Wales’s (AGNSW) annual Archibald prize for portraiture. Like most creaking institutions built upon the cursed ground of a prize named for a self-hating, racist xenophobe, it’s also haunted.
This haunting takes several forms: there’s the curse of tradition, the jinx of bad faith, the tragedy of naivety and the misfortune of self-parody.
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