Tuesday, 8 December 2015

Tate Modern......




Like the many I walk across the millennium bridge  to the Tate.  entering the trade mark turbine hall  the familiar sequence of being stuck by the hyper gravity of feeling smaller in this giant aquarium   of air.

O.k so what's on? I ask myself ...cool roof garden! what 

was before me was many triangular 
Boxes filled with soil looking like your stereotypical  high end herb garden...being bath in a fierce light as you observe the triangular  boxes I Notice how neatly  arranged they all were coming together too to form one giant triangles which made for a really nice geometric moment all gracefully forming one pristine shape....I began too read  the  artwork  seeing the garden boxes as triangular prisms and viewer being the seeds which were being grown out there prisms. After closely observing seven or so empty box's of soil...there clearly wasn't anything colourful or amusing in the motion of watching someone  endlessly watering undeveloped flowers ,Sun flowers being the plant of choices..it  would have so much riskier if  crop  were endangered flowers or lets say hemp.
 unlike many artworks before it this work came with its own campaign group  ....''so what's it all about'' I said...as looking upon there army of lefts  ''CLIMATE CHANGE'' we against  bp  sponsorship of the tate this quickly  changed the theme  into a case of bad money.BP bad money..like an archer stuck by its own arrow bp was facing a rather large protest in the very institution it was  sponsoring

the human gesture of sponsorship was clearly being shown as a drop in the ocean to the humanitarian challenge  faced by climate charge .which raise the question 
was BP simply looking for redemption ..were they friend or foe whooo! you start getting tipsy on the strong cocktail of art and politics and what a strong mix it was 
with the art taking a clear second place on the podium ,which leave me thinking its only   right to finish on the actual artwork..... I wonder why they hand not used more colour...and why the wood was soo bland but then again it is.. Titled Dull empty Lot


















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