Jean-Michel Basquiat, who turned up to private views in the paint-splattered £700 Armani suits he painted in, and Keith Haring both showed a relentless creative energy and unselfconsciousness.

Yves Saint-Laurent had a sensitivity of approach, displayed in his possessions.

Michael Clark’s in-your-face performances are radical, raw and provocative – his Before and After: The Fall retrospective at London’s Sadler’s Wells, included a Punk dancer spitting into the audience.

Hussein Chalayan’s Afterwords collection, where models stepped into the last few pieces of furniture which transformed into their final garments, left me lost for words.

The New Museum in the Bowery, New York, and Gae House are both purist yet idiosyncratic spaces.

The mash-up of Florence and the Machine, a quartet of harps and the hard-hitting poetry of Dizzee Rascal performing Dirty Love at the Brit Awards was stirring.

The link? Visionary, raw, pure, boundary-pushing creativity… and inspiring.

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