Agnus Martin - Tate Modern

Tate Modern have installed a superlative selection of Martin's transcendent oeuvre. There is no doubt that at least an element of her relative obscurity (particularly in relation to her male contemporaries) lies in the virtual impossibility of reproducing her works. The chance to see so many of them at once and to truly grasp their intense physical presence, the way they hover at the limits of sight, is not to be missed. Martin, demonstrating tireless singe mindedness in pursuit of the very edges of image making, feels every bit the equal of Rothko in her ruthless discipline. As a testament to placing the pursuit of art above the compromises of conventional living, the distractions we believe represent a sane relationship with the world, this is compelling stuff. Martin's refusal to swerve from the path she saw before her has produced a legacy of extraordinary brilliance. I doubt we have even begun to understand quite what she archived in her 92 years but this show offers a rare chance to try. Until October the 11th.