Having hit my target of 50 exhibitions or gallery visits in a year, it seemed apt to put together a top ten and, oh my, making those sort of decisions took a lot of work!
For Christmas Eve, we have places 6-10 to fill:
Pollock: Blind Spot at Tate Liverpool
Simply because I didn’t ‘get’ Pollock before, but thanks to this curation (and a rather excellent audio guide) I think I have a handle on the master of the drip.
Tate Liverpool again for Leonora Carrington
Having been to see this exhibition, I have also read her surreal novel, The Hearing Trumpet, which had me in fits throughout. Such an interesting character and a strong female presence in modern art.
Picasso: Creatures and Creativity at Bellagio Fine Arts Gallery in Las Vegas
I went all the way to Las Vegas just for an art exhibition!!! Had to be in the top ten and I managed to eat in their fine-dining restaurant, beneath an incredible self-portrait that still sends shivers down my spine – can’t remember anything about the food, though!
Rock Drill Transformed by War at Walsall New Art Gallery
This one had me dancing for joy – I got to see the reconstructed Rock Drill next to the Bronze Torso that it became. Even The Doctor couldn’t have worked out the timey-wimeyness of this paradox!
Walker Art Gallery for ‘Reality’: Modern and Contemporary British Paintings
It took two attempts to come to terms with this exhibition. Being able to talk about some of the works really opened up a better understanding. Sometimes it does take two.
These three works were the ones I would like to see again:
With the Sickert, it appealed to my feminist outlook on the perils of marriage – trapped like the birds in the glass ornamental dome, the wife looks weary of her lot and dreams of a different life. However, as it was pointed out, perhaps the husband is feeling equally trapped in a marriage where his wife no longer talks to him and his cigar is his only pleasure.
I loved Paula Rego’s work and, no, I have no idea why there is a crab flailing around on its back. I resonated with the girl playing with her dog as it was so reminiscent of my fun I had with childhood pet who was, quite simply, my best friend.
In my original notes for The Candy Man, I put ‘WTF’! But the second viewing had me in fits of giggles thanks to the realisation that it was just nonsense: Jesus, wrapped in a duvet, on a moped, being buzzed by a helicopter and a flying saucer – what’s not to like!
TOP FIVE DUE ON NEW YEAR’S EVE: WHAT MADE IT TO NUMBER ONE??????