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Sunday, 8 July 2012
WHEREABOUTS: PART ONE .(scribbled at 22:23 )


Badger at the Bluecoat: Currently How I'm feeling right now.
Dearest folk, I AM SO BLOODY SORRY for not updating in what appears to have been… 2 months? Having reached July now, it dawned on me a few nights ago that I’ve lost all blog etiquette with updating etc. So right now, on this dreary afternoon in north London I’m just going to haphazardly ramble on my laptop (briefly) about my whereabouts since May.

1. Dreary afternoon in North London you say?! Yes folks, I moved to Finsbury Park just over a month ago, and I must say it is brilliant. I’ve noticed occasionally when I’ve walked back through there from work that the usual basketball players are topless. OH WOW.

2. My workload increased tenfold, meaning I didn’t have time to socialise with friends back home, let alone blog.


3. Shortly after my last blog entry I went to Liverpool for a weekend to celebrate the birthday of one of my oldest friends. Afraid all the photos from the night out are a wee bit…well, let’s just say we started the night at the £1 Tequila Bar…

4. But during my time in Liverpool, I saw the opening day of The Bluecoat’s Galápagos exhibition. It is BRILLIANT. One of the best exhibitions I’ve seen this year fo’ sure! I must admit, I have been biased towards Marcus Coates’ work since I met him a few years ago but really- his work for this group exhibition is fantastic. Jeremy Deller’s in it too, and as he’s representing Blighty in next year’s Venice Biennale this is ever the more reason to go!       

Marcus Coates installation, May 2012

Hahha, and this is what I woke up opposite to the following morning. Only in Liverpool would you spot a Georgian terrace swamped with a set of window blinds:



5.  Also, my mother visited me for a weekend which was rather cool! In my whole time of living in London, I have finally dined in Sloane Square! And actually bought something from the Harrods beauty counters!
Addicted to Paul Patisserie!

Celebrating the Jubilee at Harrods? Why not.

More to follow v. shortly…

V x

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Friday, 20 April 2012
The Fear of Place // Topophobia .(scribbled at 13:20 )

Okay, I'm about to bombard you with photographs I took from my trip to Liverpool last weekend, many apologies. I'm feeling rather artistically inspired after visiting Topophobia: The Fear of Place in Contemporary Art at the Bluecoat. Well, as much as someone who isn't an artist can be 'artistically inspired'...

 I'm afraid it ends this weekend (but will be touring to Exeter very soon!).



Abigail Reynolds' work. I LOVE this, it really encourages closer inspection of each composition!







And some children's work that was also in a gallery space:


Equally a useless statement here (in telling you about an exhibition you should see)... is that the Walker Art Gallery's The Art Books of Henri Matisse was worth trekking 211 miles for. I caught the exhibition just before its deinstall. For those interested in Poesie, Les Femmes or even livres d'artistes you should buy the exhibition catalogue.

Here's a rather splendid quote I nabbed from le Fauve:

"From the moment I held the box of colours in my hand, I knew this was my life. I threw myself into it like a beast that plunges towards the thing it loves."
1941.


Also, I quickly had a mooch around John Kirby's show at the Walker and picked up this great quotation from him [on being an artist]:

"It's all been a game really, like being a child... fucking around"

TOPOPHOBIA is curated by Eggebert-and-Gould, and will tour to Spacex, Exeter 12 May – 7 July 2012.

http://topophobia.co.uk
www.thebluecoat.org.uk
www.liverpoolmuseums.org.uk/walker

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Sunday, 18 March 2012
kəˈTHärsis .(scribbled at 21:51 )

Work No. 890, DON'T WORRY 2008

I've used Catharsis as the title as this weekend has most definitely consisted of purging of emotions, as well as reflection and self-awareness. But it's good to be in Liverpool, it doesn't really feel like a city compared to London. Not in a bad way or anything, it just feels a little more home-y. It's good to have that crisp air beating against your face as you look out towards the Mersey, it's great for clearing your head.

Anyway, I've spent the weekend here. Somehow on a Saturday afternoon, I managed to be standing in the galleries at Tate Liverpool, and it wasn't horrendously packed. I love it when that happens, it's quite a rarity but it feels so good when there's only yourself and perhaps a few other visitors in the building. Martin Creed was showing as part of the Artist Rooms programme at the gallery. As I'd managed to hit such a nice point in terms of there not hundreds of visitors, I started to observe the fellow gallery-goers in the Creed exhibition.

Work no. 610: SICK film.
Now, the room itself is quite basic; there's only a limited amount of work created by Creed on display. There's the famous Don't Worry tube lighting, a wall installation and the classic 'Sick' film, which is actually entitled Work No. 610. It's a fairly enfant terrible style piece, where there are 4 screens, each showing the viewer a different person throwing their guts up inside a white cube. It's a bit disturbing to watch, but what Creed adds to the film which really causes controversy is the sound, and the lots of it. The volume is horrifically loud, so much so that no matter where you stand in the gallery space where Creed's work lies, you physically can't escape the sounds of vomiting.


Evidently it's not pleasant at all, but what I found really interesting is how different people reacted to the film. Within my twenty minutes of observation, I'd already come to the consensus about how different age groups interpret different films. Okay, so there were a few families crowding around the work, with most of the parents looking horrifically awkward and confused. Their children on the other hand, were all complacently watching the film with no issues at all. I suppose there was an occasional squirm amongst them, but they generally appeared more perplexed than anything.


Moving swiftly off the subject now to squeeze this in- I went to the Open Eye Gallery on the Waterfront for the first time. It’s a really interesting space- a lot bigger than how I had envisaged, but parts still felt like an intimate setting; their archive exhibition space is relatively small, but their gallery space for main exhibitions is rather vast actually. I saw the Richard Simpkin and Simone Lueck: Richard & Famous exhibition, but will undoubtedly be making return trips the next time I’m up in the ‘Pool…

www.openeye.org.uk
www.tate.org.uk
www.artfund.org/artistrooms

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...all posts penned by Vikki, a twenty-something girl based in London (but currently having itchy feet and wanting to move back to Neuilly).

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