Thursday, 23 June 2016

Eff Off New Tate Modern

The new Shift Building connected to Tate Modern is underwhelming and disappointing. I expected young, unknown artists from less privileged backgrounds, and a host of new artworks I had never seen before, but I was met with the familiar "Stack" by Tony Cragg in Room 1, a white male artist who peaked in the 1980s in Britain  (I literally just googled "rubbishy cube of wood tate modern" to find out what that was called and it was the first option). So much for Shift's promise to push boundaries and widen their horizons..

I do understand that the new building features far more ethnic minorities and females in its rooms than the previous Tate, which is an improvement, but why is it all still so stagnant? The featured artists on the whole are not young, (some of them even dead) nor are they breaking any boundaries. I saw room after room of minimal sculpture, installation and video, but not one painting. (The Louise Bourgeois room being the exception.) Of course, the creative arts have moved further away from plastic practices such as drawing etc. but that doesn't mean no one does it any more- Without a single work that demonstrated technical skill or even the sign of a human hand, the pieces on exhibition were sterile and showed no sense of humanity, which is Not representative of the modern art world today. I felt shut-out and unconnected, so I decided to stop taking it seriously and added a note to the Comments board in their foyer.

I also wanted to mention the so-called "interactive" art downstairs in the Tanks, that were supposedly aimed at a direct connection with the visitors through performance and sculpture. Rasheed Araeen’s Zero to Infinity, for example, lay untouched in a perfectly-assembled square on the floor, as the audience silently stared at it. Nothing happened. The artwork's purpose was for its spectators to move it around and TOUCH it when it was first made, but when I took one step closer, a surly guard in a Tate uniform with a walky-talky told me to "stand back Miss".

I went into Tate yesterday excited and hopeful, with an open mind.. and there are of course lots of positive things to say- one of the fifth most visited museums in the world has decided to (slightly) widen its depiction of the art history canon by introducing more artists from overlooked groups ! Great.
But overall, I shouldn't have found so many things to be disappointed with.
I found the atmosphere uninspiring and intimidating, which I think is sort of depressing, as a young artist.

(The macaws that were supposed to be in this installation weren't even there.)

Sunday, 8 May 2016

The Dream Synopsis

Dear all,

I know it has been many months since I last posted, I have had a stressful time sorting out where Im going to go for Art foundation in London next year (Royal Drawing School!!) and exams for university.
I also turned 18 in March, which was so strange and exciting and I got a cheese plant (above) to put in my room and some pretty art supplies..My friends and I took a daytrip to Margate to celebrate- we went swimming, played in the arcades and then sat on the beach as the sun set which was so lovely. But at the same time, everything is becoming a little strange and scary as exams loom closer and I'm beginning to realise I'll have to say goodbye to a lot of people going to university next year..

In other news my portrait is going to be displayed in the National Portrait Gallery.. It was selected out of the NPG Summer School Portrait painting week which I attended in 2015, to be displayed in the summer next to the BP portrait Award, which I am so excited about.

My new year's resolution to find two new bands/artists each month is going v well too, having seen Fat White Family live in March with lovely Mona (one of the best gigs I have ever been to- a sweaty mess in Elephant and Castle's Coronet, climaxing with the song off their first album: Cream of the Young) and I've also been recently listening to Alex G (Trick), The Stone Roses and The Last Shadow Puppets' new album.

I have spent the entire day today scanning in my sketchbook pages which  have accumulated over the past few months, but I also wanted to post my recent A Level Art final piece: an installation investigating the significance of the artist's process over the finished product when creating art. It consisted of a constructed studio which displayed three self portraits, depicting myself in the act of making work.

PS. My dearest pal Jessie and I were recently photographed by Wyatt Dixon on a Spring day in Kings Cross, he's super cool and worth looking at, so you can find his facebook with all his other shots here !!

Good luck in ur exams kids!!
All yours, 

Tuesday, 2 February 2016

Blue Blue electric Blue


David Bowie is dead and I can listen to anything else except Sound and Vision / One of my earliest memories is jumping on my bed with my mother listening to Hunky Dory on record- I know everyone has memories that they can recall just like that one, and that's why he was so wonderful.
I lay on my bedroom floor and listened to Young Americans on the day it happened /

It's my last year of school so things are v hectic, hence the lack of posting anything recently..
I'm hoping to go to Art Foundation in London next year followed by History of Art at Cambridge uni (which I got an offer for eek).

Sometimes I listen to Late Night tales with Belle & Sebastian and run a bath to stay warm.
I want it to be sunny and not to have any looming exams(!)
But the morning and afternoon light in Winter is also so lovely / About two years ago I went on a long walk following the Thames around Canary Wharf to Greenwich North, and I managed to retrace it a few days ago, going past the wharfs and disused docks until I reached the empty building sites that surround the O2. It was so quiet there and I didn't see anyone or hear anything for about four hours except for the distant clanking of cranes.

I'm going to run away in Summer to Europe and spend that one hour longer in the National Gallery in Vienna that had the Egypt and Roman sculptures that I didn't get to see last year/ And I'm going to see everything in Berlin and Budapest and go back to Florence / I'm going to spend hours and hours on trains and read so many books and make sure I fill about 3 sketchbooks/ I also want to explore the English coast more/go back to Cornwall and go to Dungeness to visit Derek Jarman's house on the beach which I saw as a child.

Don't you wonder sometimes
'Bout sound and vision?

Blue, blue, electric blue

That's the color of my room where I will live

Blue, blue

Pale blinds, drawn all day
Nothing to do, nothing to say

Stay out of the cold n speak soon x

Wednesday, 2 December 2015

I Come From the Mountain

The last few months.. 

I've been to lots of art exhibitions, most notably Goya at The National Gallery, where the Spanish painter's striking portraits appear to stare at you round the room with the same deep black eyes. Also  The Wellcome Collection's yellowbluepink, a saturated room of humming-coloured-light that swirls your vision as you grope your way around the room.

I saw The Wytches at a Garage gig on Thursday, which was so good, and I bumped into the lovely Mona, who was also at Thee Oh Sees and Total Control at The Forum on Monday (which was even better). 

I am listening to Jarvis Cocker's Radio 4 Wireless Nights and Sunday Services every night - it feels like a surreal underwater sleepover club for everyone who has trouble sleeping. 

I'm thinking about Dance and keeping a separate sketchbook for how dancing makes people feel and I'm going to draw people at parties dancing and it's all exciting.

 I Come From The Mountain (Autumn Playlist)

Lupine Ossuary / Thee Oh Sees

Rock Bottom / King Krule

Song for Woody / Bob Dylan

No Werewolf / Allah Las

Damaged / Primal Scream

Listen to this if you ever feel sad and don't let winter get to you.