Showing posts with label Friday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Friday. Show all posts

14 September 2012

Friday Fuzz

I am ready for the weekend as today I found myself spending a lot of time staring at things. Maybe with good reason though, as I had two exciting arrivals from the postman:
A new rubber stamp. When I was little I had a bit of an obsession with stamps. I especially liked the ones that librarians had where you could change the date everyday. I don't really need one of those, but I'm tempted.
The second was the arrival of a book I ordered after a dizzingly great encounter with Bay Garnett, her book 'The Cheap Date Guide to Style'. Full post to follow. It's great.
I spent quite a lot of time looking at my rather untidy shelf stuffed full of jumpers. Is it really time for chunky knitwear? Bare legs and big jumpers might be on the agenda, as I generally dare myself not to wear tights til October
Lastly, my pin board must be feeling a bit worse for wear after I came across lots of postcards while tidying up this week. I love these lemons and oranges. Unfortunately it's a Russian postcard so I can't tell you anything about it.
Have a great weekend!

4 March 2012

Friday at an Exhibition

It seems that I am making a habit of spending part of Friday at an exhibition. At the end of last week I made the journey over to the Tate Modern to see the vast display of Yayoi Kusama's work. Unfortunately the glorious weather of Thursday hadn't stretched itself to morning of my visit, although the mist and clouds over the Thames really did seem to have a silver lining
Most people who take any interest in what goes on at the Tate will probably have seen images such as these below to advertise Kusama's show
And rightly so - these two rooms are amazing. Absolutely disconcerting but thrilling. A weird psychedelic disco. I loved it. Dots are repeated again and again throughout the exhibition, especially in the final rooms: 
'My desire was to predict and measure the infinity of the unbounded universe, from my own position in it, with dots - an accumulation of particles forming the negative spaces... I wanted to examine the single dot that was my own life.'
But I also really enjoyed the first room of Kusama's early work too. These were beautiful drawings in improvised materials (she was unable to get hold of oil paints, so mixed household paints with sand and used seed sacks as canvases), often odd but delicate and intricate.
 
Top: Leaves, 1954
Bottom: The Germ, 1952
I liked this one from her 1970s NY years too
Man Catching the Insect, 1972
Quite like that this one is stuck on a page in my scrap book with a £2,430 pair of shoes - coincidentally the exhibition is sponsored by Louis Vuitton....
As a new week starts I am buoyed by Kusama's statement of unquestionable girl power 
'Bring on Picasso, bring on Matisse, bring on anybody! I would stand up to them all with a single dot.'