Wish I Was Here

Some of the most potent visual landscapes that occupy our brains are false – reconfigured through the prism of the artist’s eye. In reality, a pool has never looked quite like Hockney’s, no sunset has been as primary as Lichtenstein’s and even photographer William Eggleston’s field of yellow and purple flowers has been given an patina of irreality through his lens. It’s the brilliance of art, taking you to far away p...