Saturday 10th Feb
Treated myself to a chocolate breakfast and then saw this exhibition whilst flipping through my timeout. Inspired by last night's cultural outing to the ballet, I thought I should check out my local gallery - built in 1901 as Britain’s first purpose-built contemporary art gallery. It was such a lovely exhibition plus it was free (something that is virtually unheard of in New York or Paris). The first room had a triptych of images on loop of 3 seperate mothers with a lullaby playing over the images. It was hypnotic yet apparent that the women were so isolated and removed from any other human reference or relationship. MS shoots in black and white and plays with light and images of windows opening, closing and silhouettes.
The wall of the second room was a huge gigantic screeen of an old lady singing 'Amazing Grace' on loop. Her wrinkled face magnified looked like crumpled tissue paper, delicately lined. Each time the song played, you heard the stress in the idea of seeing and being seen. Was she senile? Why was she looking lost in thought at the breakfast table? Why was it set for two? It was pretty ghostly and haunting yet the song seemed determined to find some strength in suffering - the song alluding to the pain of slavery.
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