Anne Imhof (*1978) has emerged over the past decade as one of the most acclaimed artists of her generation. Today based between Berlin and New York, Imhof spent her formative years in Frankfurt am Main, where she taught herself to draw and make music while working as a bouncer at a local night club. Before eventually enrolling at the city’s academy of fine arts, Städelschule, she staged what she later designated the first entry to her catalogue raisonné: a one-night only performance in a red light district bar. She invited two boxers to take part and recruited a band. The boxers were told that the fight should last for as long as the music was playing, while the band were instructed to play for as long as the boxers were fighting. Imhof explained: “It was all pretty red—the table dance bar and the noses. Looking back on it I realized that it had been one way to create a picture.”
Anne Imhof
Citizen
June 5–August 1, 2026
London
Across performance, sculpture, painting and film, Anne Imhof’s work returns relentlessly to the body: how it moves through space, how it is observed, what it can and cannot occupy—and how fleeting experience might be translated into enduring form. On the occasion of London Gallery Weekend, Monika Sprüth and Philomene Magers are pleased to present Citizen, a solo exhibition that evolves the ideas explored in Imhof’s recent projects DOOM: House of Hope at Park Avenue Armory’s Drill Hall, New York and Fun ist ein Stahlbad at Museu de Serralves, Porto (both 2025). The show is anchored by new large-scale wave paintings, joined by a four-channel film, site-specific crowd barrier sculptures, oil pastel drawings on canvas, and her latest bronze reliefs. An impressive diptych depicting a head, enlarged from a previous drawing and rendered through accumulative mark-making, pushes her figurative work into new territory. Among the art-historical currents running through these figures, one reaches back to the Danse macabre, the medieval death dance in which figures from all walks of life are led toward their end. In Imhof’s hands, this tradition opens onto the question: how to give form to what will not stand still.