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The dead bodies of murdered women are served up as butcher’s meat in this survey of work by the Victorian painter who almost certainly claimed to the police to be Jack the Ripper
The dead bodies of murdered women are served up as butcher’s meat in this survey of work by the Victorian painter who almost certainly claimed to the police to be Jack the Ripper Was Walter Sickert the Victorian serial killer Jack the Ripper? This grimily realist painter has been fingered for the Whitechapel murders by Ripperologists including Patricia Cornwell. But I didn’t expect to find damning evidence in a serious survey of his work at Tate Britain. Not that they flaunt it. But when I got to the last essay in the handsome catalogue my jaw dropped. In 1888, this actor and artist – who was born in Munich in 1860 and moved to Britain as a child – appears to have written a series of letters to the police, claiming to be the killer. He put his drawing skills to macabre use in these missives, drawing caricatures of brutal male faces, sketches of men with knives standing over women’s bodies. It doesn’t mean he actually was the serial killer, says the startling essay by Anna Gruetzner Rob