It was my 25th birthday at the beginning of January & I didn’t really want to do a lot. The only thing in my “to do” list was to go and visit the Rachel Whiteread exhibition at the Tate Britain. I hadn’t done much research on this one, in fact the only research I had really done was look at some instagram pictures and made the assumption that it was truly grand and we MUST see it. What a building, Tate Britain is.
The tickets (in my eyes) were pretty expensive, £28 for both myself & Frazer and that was with student discount. Especially for the size of the exhibition. For that price I would have wanted three courses not just a starter (aka one room of works). And know what, I love sculpture but I just wasn’t into it. I didn’t feel anything, it was completely emotionless & stiff. It was however instagram heave, with the grey tones and brutalist shapes. It was a pretty quick whizz around exhibition, not much space to stand around and actually look at the turner award winning female artists work.
Exhibitions like this is why I want to teach the kids about art, fashion, architecture. It’s so completely objective, not one persons thoughts on works are objective.
I really wanted to enjoy this exhibition, the lack of wall write ups was a little disappointing. And it looked so amazing online, the textures and the colour palletes. But I just couldn’t grasp it.
To round off the birthday festivities I was treated to an overnight stay at The Ace Hotel in Shoreditch. It’s was the first time I have stayed, I have eaten there before and worked from their lobby but never stayed. I loved it the gym was great and we even managed a drink in the lobby. They were accommodating with child in tow & hey they are dog friendly, perfect.