Another day in another world
Yesterday was really one of the best days in a long time. In the morning walked around London, just miles and miles of people watching, one of my favorite hobbies. The underground is great for this. In the afternoon, more by chance than any real plan, ended up at the Tate Modern and spent quite a bit of time in the Olafur Eliasson installation entitled The Weather Project. The photos cannot even begin to illustrate the spatial grandeur of the main hall at the Tate, and the installation was one of the best I've seen as far as creating an inspirational world inside an unusual shell. The spectators became part of the work, and their constant movement through the misty light created a unique vision of some future world. The work is stunningly simple, just a 'sun' and mechanically generated mist, but the unusual design of the main turbine hall, with the mirrored ceiling hundreds of feet above the floor which allowed so many perspectives at the same time, created an ethereal visual treat. I was mesmerized by the atmosphere and enveloping space, that was almost a dream state in another time.
View of the sun, floor level.
The ceiling view
The mist..
Later that day I went to a friends house for a wedding party, one where the only thing one can say after sleeping off the excesses is "bloody hell, how many bottles of sparkling?". A great boisterous time was had by all, and no injuries to report by the 75 guests. Many old friends in the crowd, and I loved it.
Yesterday was really one of the best days in a long time. In the morning walked around London, just miles and miles of people watching, one of my favorite hobbies. The underground is great for this. In the afternoon, more by chance than any real plan, ended up at the Tate Modern and spent quite a bit of time in the Olafur Eliasson installation entitled The Weather Project. The photos cannot even begin to illustrate the spatial grandeur of the main hall at the Tate, and the installation was one of the best I've seen as far as creating an inspirational world inside an unusual shell. The spectators became part of the work, and their constant movement through the misty light created a unique vision of some future world. The work is stunningly simple, just a 'sun' and mechanically generated mist, but the unusual design of the main turbine hall, with the mirrored ceiling hundreds of feet above the floor which allowed so many perspectives at the same time, created an ethereal visual treat. I was mesmerized by the atmosphere and enveloping space, that was almost a dream state in another time.
View of the sun, floor level.
The ceiling view
The mist..
Later that day I went to a friends house for a wedding party, one where the only thing one can say after sleeping off the excesses is "bloody hell, how many bottles of sparkling?". A great boisterous time was had by all, and no injuries to report by the 75 guests. Many old friends in the crowd, and I loved it.
Great pcs of this installation at the TATE
More interesting than the Biennial that I went to last night. Although I must say going to the opening party is not really about the art. More about the people watching anyway. I love that too. So much fun. Especially at an ostentatious event like that. Will have to make time to check out the art in more detail soon. Its the show that everyone loves to hate but frankly I have already seen more Actual painting and drawing in the show than many many biennials past. So manybe there is hope still...
I have been so busy and next week i finally leave for my trip. Now I am going to St Maarten and I cant wait. Looking forward to saoking my bones in the sea and gazing out at the sunrise from my dads boat moored at various points as the wind wills carring us around the isles. Ahhhh..... I will post some pics when i return.
Cheers