I'm one of those stereotypical East Londoners who has an absurd pride about my area's social amenities; defending its tubeless, criminal-infested reputation with the refrain but it's where ALL the hot new art is, dahling! and decrying 'the west end' as staid and old school. There is a selection of galleries that have forced me to shut my gob, and the Alexia Goethe is one of them. It's on Dover Street (near the famous 'market') and an easy dash from Green Park tube, so even if you usually greet west end gallery invitations with a) a sigh of dismay and b) the words it's a bit of a trek!, try taking that Victoria line for once. Contrary to popular belief, you won't need a passport to go to 'the other side'. You'll be all the better for doing so.
I first came across the space after getting an unexpected e-invite from a friend. I fell in love with the place immediately, after meeting a cheeky curator from Newcastle (who I've been talking about creative stuff with ever since), two artists that have shown work there before and a group of girls who dragged me off to the after party at Sketch.
If I were to compile a 'best of' list of the work I've liked the most so far it would have to be bold, large scale portraits by Robert Fry, the meticulously detailed and slightly sinister-looking illustrations of Lia Anna Hennig and the atmospheric photography of Sara Haq. read more