This was the gallery visit that really clarified for me that I often enjoy the structure around and staging of art / artworks as much as (or sometimes more than) the artworks themselves.
These were some empty plinths I photographed just before (or just after possibly) an exhibition. So maybe it’s not just the structure, but the absence and the possibility that it suggests? Though … no … I don’t feel absence here. These plinths seem just fine as they are 🙂
This is one of my favourite photos from my trip to Shanghai. It’s taken at the Museum of Contemporary Art (MOCA). It’s not an intentional installation (I assume) but very easily visible if you just look down instead of out at the view across People’s Park. It seems so beautifully, accidentally staged. And then there’s the strange, almost face-like shadow on the footpath on the other side of the glass…
‘Forty people gathered expectantly in a quiet laneway tucked behind Melbourne’s vibrant Lygon Street. Like the stories of Polish writer Bruno Schulz in which reality hides extravagant strangeness, the door of a small terrace house opened into a ‘wunderkammer’, a veritable cabinet of curiosities in which each room contained twilight-zone performances of strange beauty, menacing wonder, as well as exquisite sensuality.
The event was DOMICILE, a programme of performances and installation pieces directed by Aviva Endean and staged with deft and imaginative flair in the house in which she grew up. The audience, provided with a plan of the house, wandered the rooms at will.’
via DOMICILE – Partial Durations.
I so wish I had heard about this event while it was on. Still, thank goodness for blogs like “Partial Durations” to let me know what I’ve missed out on (and who to look out for in the future).
Going to Dia:Beacon in December last year was one of the highlights of my trips to New York. I saw the installation pictured below. Such a simple concept but really beautiful when it was on such a huge scale and in such a gorgeous space.
This production (The Green Room) happened back in late 2013 so it’s now almost 12-months later that I’m jotting down a few thoughts.
I went to this production because I was excited to see something happening in Hobart that was a little bit different (or a little bit different from the types of performance and theatre events that I’d been aware of in Hobart anyway). I was also excited to visit a location that would be new to me and to be able to access (potentially) some of that ‘visitor in a strange land’ feeling that I get when traveling. Continue reading