Seeing as I've got 'that' lunch meeting on Monday I thought I should probably throw together a cunning plan tonight and go look at some art this afternoon to get the creative brain into gear.
So I toddled down to The Whitworth Gallery to see the Neverland exhibition.
It's all about art inspired by children. The lure for me was the promise of seeing some Paul Klee and Joan Miro's in the flesh, so to speak, and they were beautiful. Stars of that show, though, had to be the artwork created by children towards the end of the exhibition. Really very moving and impressive.
Klee insisted his son, Felix's work, rivalled his and Miro was intent on finding his way back to his childhood creativity. Judging by the work displayed created by two-five year olds they had the right idea, they were really interesting. It's on till August 17 and well worth a visit. Only downside; the echoing screeching of disgruntled small children being forced by their trendy parents to experience art. Take your ipod. I forgot.
Anyway, up stairs was an exhibition by Anne Desmet who I'd never heart of, but she's really impressive. Does all these tiny wood engraving collages. I'm completely smitten with one that's on tiny tiles of green-gold glass called Green Glass Light. I want it in my room. Greatly.
And I loved Tower of Babel, Flowers of Babel and Towers of Babble. On till 3 August.
not for me though.
2008-07-19 @ 17:52