Things I Didn't Know

Things I Didn't Know

By (author) Robert Hughes


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Robert Hughes, one of the most illuminating minds ever to have taken on the subjects of art and culture, uses his same critical abilities to give us a brutally intimate account of his early life, up until the time he quit Australia for the United States. Part memoir, part history lesson, part philosophical tract, Hughes uses his own experiences to examine the nature of art, war, sex, religion, writing and life itself. Piercing, razor-sharp, and above all, fearless, this is by far Hughes's most personal writing to date.

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  • Paperback | 416 pages
  • 129 x 198 x 26mm | 295g
  • 27 Sep 2007
  • London
  • English
  • 0099501430
  • 9780099501435
  • 134,084

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Robert Hughes, art critic of Time magazine and twice winner of the American College Art Association's F.J. Mather Award for distinguished criticism, is the author of The Shock of the New and Heaven and Hell in Western Art. He is also the author of the acclaimed Nothing if Not Critical -- which William Boyd described as 'criticism at its most intelligent and impressive, trenchant, lucid, elegantly written' -- Barcelona and Culture of Complaint, essays on the fraying of America, described in the Observer as 'the most bracing of critical broadsides against new anti-intellectual tyrannies'. Robert Hughes died in August 2012.

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"Entertaining" -- Geoff Dyer Mail on Sunday "This is, as you'd expect, a hugely entertaining book" -- Martin Gayford Sunday Telegraph "Edgy and engrossing memoir" -- Waldemar Januszczak Sunday Times "Hughes...deftly intertwines personal and cultural history in this fiercely erudite offers a fascinating examination of artistic patrimony and the formation of a critic" New Yorker "Bracingly candid... There isn't a phrase that doesn't reward immediate rereading" New Statesman

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