I saw Grayson Perry’s Map of Nowhere for the first time at the London Original Print Fair last summer and it stopped me in my tracks. I love the mix of high and low. The sensational artistry alongside the humour. The satire and wonder, darkness and hidden jokes all jostle beautifully.
The minimalist beauty of Malcolm Franklin's Pezzetti also really caught my eye. It’s soothing (that heavenly green) but it also has depth - perhaps literal depth - if imagined from a bird’s-eye-view perspective as a swimming pool.
Ann Marie James's Museé Imaginaire is possibly my favourite - the mashup of old and new, sacred and silly, beautiful and arresting really appealed.
Duane Michals’ Empty New York series hit me for two main reasons: its prescience - the way they seem to predict the ghostly quality of empty shops and restaurants; and secondly, it reminded me of a sensational mid-century Czech photographer I discovered in Prague - Eva Fukova - whose shots are similarly both poignant and eerie.
Brisk Day II by Alex Katz is gorgeous - the contrast in the vibrant pops of colour against her mournful expression makes this print like a Hopper/Warhol love-child. Heaven.
I see that Pelican in her Piety was one of the engravings that David Jones did for an illustrated edition of The Rime of the Ancient Mariner and it’s achingly beautiful. The bird seems vulnerable, elegant and spiritual.
Donald Judd’s work I think makes us feel like someone has life figured out. His works are so beautiful, almost spiritually mathematical and yet vibrant.
And finally, Caroline Walker's work has struck me as really fresh. Again, the mix of opposing things makes this so compelling - loneliness and luxury. Even the sunset seems tinged with longing. The title actually adds something further - they are Calling - perhaps they don’t get through?