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“I mean, I probably love art more than anythinggg”

This is hilarious.

And this is excruciating.



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I spent a significant amount of time watching Simon Martin’s Untitled film commission for GI at the Kelvingrove.

He has three screens situated throughout the museum. These little pockets of contemporary art amongst displays of taxidermy and historical culture are intriguing and run parallel with the content of the film.

Martin’s video shows books pages of archival objects such as Greek sculptures and artefacts. Apples, lemons, cigarettes, a frog a and a funnel are placed onto the page of the book, distorting the images underneath. Every so often a hand will tweak the apple as if satisfying a compositional mispositioning.

And it speaks so subtly and yet loudly of the often irrational nature of personal collections, the assignation of value, and the relevance of context.


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The Shape of Things to Come

I’m currently working with Glasgow International Festival.

This runs  4th – 21st of April, inhabiting a multitude of venues city wide.

Today I was at the Gallery of Modern Art, where Sue Tompkins and Aleksandra Domanović are showing. 

Gallery 1 of GoMA is such a daunting space. And Karla Black set the bar pretty high at GI 2012. But Domanović steps up to the challenge. Large sheets of acetate fill the four pillared corners of the gallery. The artists sci-fi based images and the creation of layered transparency play with the conversely ornate fixtures of the gallery. The piece is pretty immersive if you let yourself get immersed.

The Shape of Things to Come

(Yes, that’s me.)

At the back of the hall (after peeling back each layer to walk through) there is a copy of a letter dated 1938. It is from Walt Disney Productions. The letter is a rejection letter to an application for employment as animator. The applicant is female, this is explicitly detailed as the reason for the rejection. The other images evoke strong links to sci-fi films and female roles within them.

The best part about my day though? The look of rebellious glee when a visitor is told, “Yes you can touch the artwork.” Rebellion seems misplaced, because I’m still instructing them to do so… the politics of the gallery…