But cricket pavilions vary as much as cricket does, each a monument to the players and spectators who made the matches they hosted, from the humblest, friendliest of clubs up to the venues that provide the canvases for the grandest heroes of the game.
For example, in spring 2011 local tagging hero Laser 3.14 (equally loved and despised throughout town) brought his spray-painted poetry and vibrant, dystopian canvases to the gallery's cosy new space, which is situated (somewhat ironically) on the ground floor of a typically gabled Amsterdam house.
Radar seeks to remain radical and urgent, as exemplified by the exhibition Street | Spirit, which features Polish painter Nisja's strangely calm cityscapes contrasting with the immediacy and frenzy of Marcel Ozymantra's large canvases.
It is hard, on one level, to believe his sublime canvases come with a character attached at all.
Timothy Spall plays seascape painter JMW Turner, who spits on his canvases, doctors the work of his rivals and tethers himself to a mast, like a dilapidated Ulysses, so as to view the wind and waves up close.
I read aloud a list of suspect details: did Turner actually welcome patrons into a candlelit antechamber so that when they were released into his studio, the luminous canvases would seem more brilliant?
And yes, Turner spat at his own canvases to enhance them: "He blew mysterious brown powder at them too".
In 2010 the gallery completed the series Space Is A Word, a three-part examination of art as a mental space – rather than physical – that featured large canvases from Gino Saccone, Jean Bernard Koeman's architectural models and Frederik van Simaey's playfully existential installations, including a striking sculpture of folding beds, bikes and ladders.
That, according to the Charity Commission, which regulates charities, is what happened when the Tate bought "The Upper Room", a series of 13 canvases by Chris Ofili, who makes brightly-coloured paintings sprinkled with elephant dung.
The colourful, slick canvases are technically impressive, but they have all the emotional weight of the "go-faster" stripes you see on cars.
No one knows quite how many survive, partly because of the artist's tendency to destroy the canvases that he wasn't happy with.
