H
as Damien Hirst gone soft? Or has he just gone coastal? From shark-infested waters, this one-time enfant terrible of British art is dipping his toe into the cool shallows of seascape painting. Where the Land Meets the Sea is at the Phillips Gallery in Berkeley Square, London, and the results are . . . pleasant. Not a word I ever thought I’d write about Hirst. There are 97 paintings in the exhibition — a more ruthless curator would have done a proper fillet. Hirst’s paintings from black-and-white photographs — the Sea Paintings — aren’t worth the wall space. It’s always tricky painting from photos and these are particularly inert. But the Coast Paintings capture much of the feel of walking along the wash, one foot
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