How to Write About Visual Art Without Sounding Like a Press Release

Person standing before a large abstract painting in a sunlit gallery

Let’s be honest: most art writing is a hostage situation. You arrive bright-eyed, lured by the promise of beauty or at least a decent argument, and instead you’re pinned down by a monologue that sounds like it was dictated by a marketing intern who just discovered the thesaurus. Every brushstroke is “bold,” every installation “interrogates the space,” and the artist’s choices are inevitably “a response to our current moment”—a phrase that means precisely nothing anymore.

I’ve been on both sides of this mess. I’ve written the press releases that make curators nod along in committee meetings, and I’ve stood in galleries reading wall text that made me want to lie down on the floor and stare at the ceiling until the words evaporated. The problem isn’t that art is hard to describe—it’s that we’ve confused institutional safety with clarity. A press release has a job: it sells the show, flatters the funders, and keeps everyone employed. But when that voice leaks into criticism, essays, or a casual Instagram caption, it flattens the very thing it claims to celebrate.

What follows is a rescue guide. I’m not going to hand you a vocabulary list or tell you to “write what you see.” That’s kindergarten advice. Instead, let’s talk about how to sound like a human who actually stood in front of the thing and had a thought—maybe even a feeling—that wasn’t pre-approved by a communications department.

Woman in a black coat observing a gallery wall with mixed-media artworks

First, Murder Your Qualifiers

The hallmark of press-release prose is the desperate need to hedge. Works are seemingly this, arguably that, the artist’s practice is informed by a constellation of references so safely generic they could apply to a potato. This isn’t humility; it’s cowardice dressed up as intellectual rigor. If you think a painting is ugly, say it’s ugly. If a sculpture reminds you of a collapsed wedding cake and that’s a compliment, say so. The reader wants a verdict, not a committee report.

One trick I use: write the sentence you mean, then delete every adverb that isn’t doing heavy lifting. “The video installation is strangely compelling”—fine, the strangeness matters. “The photographs are quietly devastating”—keep it. But “the work is deeply engaging” is just “the work is engaging” with a tiny desperation for emphasis. If your adjective needs a bodyguard, pick a better adjective.

Notice that press releases love the passive voice because it avoids assigning responsibility. “The canvases were created over a two-year period.” By whom? A ghost? Take ownership. “She painted these over two years, often at night, and it shows in the bruised palette.” Now we have a person, a circumstance, and a judgment. That’s writing.

Describe the Thing, Not the Idea of the Thing

Here’s a sentence I found in a real gallery handout: “The artist explores notions of materiality and ephemeral beauty through a sustained engagement with found objects.” I defy you to picture anything. It’s a sentence that has never seen a physical object in its life. Compare that to: “A rusted bicycle chain dangles from a silk thread, casting a shadow that trembles every time someone walks past.” Now I’m in the room with you.

Abstraction is the enemy. Not abstraction as an art style—I love a good Rothko—but abstraction as a linguistic habit. “Notions of,” “ideas around,” “themes of”—these phrases are the chalk dust of dead seminars. If you find yourself reaching for them, stop and look harder at the work. What’s it made of? How big is it? Where does the light hit? Does it smell? (Yes, art can smell. Resin, old paper, the faint vinegar of deteriorating film stock.)

The best art writing activates the senses that the artwork itself can’t fully transmit. A painting is mute; your words can give it texture, temperature, weight. Don’t tell me the artist is “interested in the body.” Tell me the clay figure has thumbprints pressed so deep into its flank that you can count the ridges. That’s evidence. The rest is speculation.

Close-up of a person's hand touching a textured sculpture in a studio

Let the Artist Be a Weirdo

Press releases have a flattening effect on biography. Every artist becomes a polished CV with a coherent trajectory. But artists are often strange, contradictory, magnificently obsessive people. Their studios are disasters. They fixate on one color for seven years. They hate their own early work with a passion that borders on derangement. This stuff is gold, and it belongs in your writing.

I once interviewed a painter who told me, completely seriously, that she only painted during thunderstorms because the air felt “electrically honest.” Is that a scientifically verifiable claim? No. Did it tell me more about her work than any statement about “interrogating the boundaries of the canvas”? Absolutely. When you include those human details, you’re not being gossipy—you’re honoring the fact that art comes from a specific brain, not a generic wisdom dispenser.

Of course, don’t turn the artist into a caricature. The point isn’t to mock; it’s to connect the work to a living person with quirks and bad habits and an unreasonable attachment to a particular shade of blue. If you’re reviewing a show and the artist’s statement is a tangle of impenetrable jargon, you can say that. “The accompanying text is written in a dialect of academic French that even my phone’s translator refused to touch.” That’s fair. That’s funny. And it tells the reader something about the experience of encountering the work.

Bring Your Own Baggage

The myth of the objective critic is a lie told by people who want their opinions to sound like facts. You are a person with a body, a history, a set of allergies, and a deep-seated grudge against certain fonts. Use that. The most memorable art writing tells you as much about the writer as it does about the art—not in a self-indulgent way, but in a way that makes the encounter specific.

If a minimalist sculpture reminds you of your grandmother’s plastic-covered sofa, say so. If a video piece makes you cry and you can’t figure out why, that’s worth exploring on the page. Vulnerability in criticism is underrated. We’ve been trained to sound authoritative, but authority without personality is just a textbook. And nobody reads textbooks for fun.

This doesn’t mean you should turn every review into a memoir. The art remains the subject. But your reaction is evidence, and hiding it behind a wall of formal analysis cheats the reader out of the full picture. “The installation is unsettling” is fine. “I stood in that dark room for thirty seconds and had to leave because the audio made my teeth ache” is better. Now I know what unsettling means in this context.

Kill the Jargon, But Keep the Precision

There’s a difference between specialized language and empty jargon. “Chiaroscuro” is useful if you’re talking about Caravaggio and you actually know what it means. “Dialogical practice” is almost never useful unless you’re writing for a grant application, in which case I can’t help you. The test is simple: does the word clarify something specific, or does it just signal that you’ve read the same books as the curator?

If you must use a technical term, define it in passing, not with a patronizing sidebar but with a phrase that keeps the flow. “The sfumato—that smoky blurring of edges Leonardo made famous—gives the portrait an almost slippery quality.” Now the reader learns something and stays with you. You’re not dumbing down; you’re inviting in.

And please, retire the word “juxtaposition.” It’s done. It’s tired. It’s the word people use when two things are near each other and they haven’t thought about why. If you’re tempted to write “the artist juxtaposes X and Y,” ask yourself what the relationship actually is. Is it a clash? A conversation? A slow dissolve? Find the real verb.

Structure: Tell Me a Story, Not a Syllabus

Academic art writing follows a deadly pattern: introduction, literature review, formal analysis, conclusion. It’s the five-paragraph essay grown up and put on a blazer. You can do better. Start in the middle of the action. Open with the one detail that snagged your attention and wouldn’t let go. End with a question you can’t answer. Let the structure mirror the way you actually experienced the work—which is rarely a tidy arc.

I once started a review with the sentence: “The first thing I noticed was the smell of burnt sugar, and the second thing was the sound of my own heartbeat in headphones I didn’t remember putting on.” That’s disorienting, and it should be. The installation I was describing was disorienting. Why would I write about it in neat paragraphs that march toward a thesis?

This isn’t a license to be sloppy. Good structure is still essential, but it should feel organic, not like you’re filling out a form. Read your draft aloud. If it sounds like a speech at a donor dinner, rewrite it. If it sounds like you’re explaining something fascinating to a friend over a drink, you’re on the right track.

The FAQ: Sticky Questions About Writing on Art

What if I don’t have an art history degree?

Good. Seriously. Some of the most vivid art writing comes from people who encountered the work without a pre-loaded theoretical framework. You’ll notice things that trained eyes skip over because they’re too busy looking for influences. Just be honest about what you don’t know. “I’m not sure if this references 17th-century Dutch still lifes or just a really good grocery run, but the oranges glowed like they were radioactive.” That’s charming and accurate. A reader will trust you more for admitting the gap than for bluffing.

How do I write a negative review without being mean?

Mean is personal; critical is specific. “This painting is bad” is useless. “The brushwork in the lower half feels rushed, as if the artist ran out of patience before the paint ran out of possibilities” is a critique with texture. Focus on the work, not the person. And remember that a thoughtful negative review is more valuable to a reader than a dozen polite shrugs. Art deserves honest engagement, even when that engagement is a firm no.

How long should an art review or essay be?

Long enough to say something real, short enough that you don’t repeat yourself. For an exhibition review, 800 to 1,200 words is a sweet spot—room for description, analysis, and a dash of context. If you’re writing a deeper essay on a single work or artist, you can stretch further, but watch for filler. If a paragraph doesn’t add a new observation or idea, cut it. The internet has infinite space; your reader’s attention does not.

Can I use humor in serious art writing?

Please do. The idea that serious topics require solemn prose is a leftover from a time when critics wore suits and pretended they had no bodies. Humor is a tool of precision—it can puncture pretension, signal self-awareness, and make difficult ideas easier to digest. The trick is to punch up, not down. Mock the art world’s absurdities, the inflated language, the emperor’s new clothes. Don’t mock an artist’s sincere attempt that simply didn’t land. And if a work is genuinely funny, your writing should be funny in response. Laughter is a critical response too.

So go forth and write about art like a person who has skin and memories and occasional bad moods. The press release will survive without your help. The rest of us need your voice.