Giacometti’s unique portraits are brought into sharp focus,and the Turbine corridor’s new installation is a growerA explain of Giacometti’s portrait sculptures is an odd proposition. Consider all those frail figures for which he is renowned: spindly, pin-headed, and nameless and black,improbably tall on their elongated legs or so tiny they could fit inside the matchbox he famously carried – the Swiss sculptor is not known for the individual so much as the universal. He is the existential artist, the patron saint of alienated victims in a war-torn contemporary world (or so we are told). You dont expect him to depict a throng of drinking pals, and family and lovers.
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Source: theguardian.com