I always knew I was a Keinholz girl. Weird crazy dirty installation that give you the shivers. I always knew I loved Ed Ruscha, in the same way that anyone obsessed with old movies until the age of 18 would be.
However, after a visit to the Tate Modern yesterday, I realise I love yet another big name mid century LA artist - John Baldessari. There was lots of incredibly varied pieces in this well curated show (a delayed camera that projected viewers onto a wall under a big plastic brain, lots of polaroid conceptual works, some late paintings). But what really did it for me was the compositions he made from old film stills (like Marclay without the sound). A show worth travelling for (great catalogue 'Pure Beauty' too).