At the National Gallery 
Peter Campbell
The hot, humid weather these last weeks has made me more conscious of the ways people stand and move about. Exposed flesh increases in area as the temperature rises. Traditional hot-country solutions, something loose and flowing – pyjamas, jellabas, saris and so forth – are not much in evidence. In crowded streets, a tetchy weariness surfaces. Some people are more affected than others. For instance, casual observation suggests that we are in the middle of a baby boom, but it may just be that imagining what it is like to be near term or strapped in a buggy in sticky weather makes me pay more attention to pregnant women and babies.
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Peter Campbell is the London Review’s resident designer and art critic.
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At the Villa Medici · 17th-Century Religous Paintings
At Tate Modern · Like a badly iced cake
At Tate Britain · Prunella Clough
At the National Portrait Gallery · the Portraits of Angus McBean
At Somerset House · Zaha Hadid
At Tate Britain · Hamish Fulton
At Tate Britain · British Art and the French Romantics
At Tate Britain · Peter Doig
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