Such madness and chaos in London today; a sea of people, waves of crowds wizzing past us towards the river, it was quite frantic and scary to be honest, My friend Chrissie and I were pleased we were going to a relatively peaceful and quiet area to see some art...
So...we didn't see the Queen, no...just a lot of madness...
like people trying to get a glimpse of the river from the bridge and the river walk...it was packed, under a grey sky...which later burst into heavy tears ( of joy?)...which hopefully meant no nasty smoke and fumes of burnt meat from BBQ in my neighbourhood!!
So we went up to the 4th level of Tate Modern and saw the crowds on the river!
We were glad to be inside the art gallery!
I went to see this artist with a blank and fresh mind - not knowing much about her...but images of her past work came back to me and suddenly all these crazy stuff came to me like an underground train in a tunnel and like those madhouses in the funfair...
It is clear from her work that a lot of the stuff she created was due to trips of her mind...with this I couldn't quite connect as I never took drugs...but it was still interesting and she was very much a real sixties artist!
Let me introduce you to Kusama's amazing work. Such fun!
Her work is very interesting, quirky and frankly quite mad!
I like to thank my friend Svetlana for this opportunity as she passed on her tickets to me and my friend Chrissie, who is an artist herself, was thrilled!
So these images are just a little sample of the exhibition and the mood it created!
http://kusamadocumentary.com/
This is the introductory documentary we saw before we went in to see her work.
We both loved this room, such vibrant colours...the motifs looked very primitive, like aboriginal drawings...some shapes primordial, some looked like cells under a microscope...some drawings and paintings reminded me a bit of Miro and Matisse as well...
A polka-dot has the form of the sun which is a symbol of the energy of the whole world and our living life…
This, said by artistYayoi Kusama, only hits at her obsession with repetition. Her ability to attach meaning to a simple “dot” is intriguing and unique. Kusama believes polka-dots create “movement.” Her use of repetition enhances the boldness of these polka-dotted pieces.
Yayoi Kusama began to paint when she was about ten years old. Colored dots, the so-called polka dots, and nets were her motifs right from the beginning. Kusama initially created fantastic watercolours, pastel and oil paintings. Soon after her arrival in New York, she produced five, nearly monochromatic paintings: white grid structures on a white background. Rather than being repeated at regular intervals as with a pattern, Kusama's structures expanded like nets, without a beginning, end or center. Although they don't adhere to any established rules of order or symmetry, they nonetheless convey a certain balance. The artist herself has associated these structures with the terms "endlessness" and "nothingness" time and again. Soon her nets cover not just canvases but entire rooms. Phallus-shaped protuberances grow out of the ground and out of all possible objects: bulging cloth sacks, saturated with polka dots.
Kusama has remained true to this form language throughout her life.
With Kusama's body paintings the object painted with dots loses its status of an adult, drifting back into a state of non- or pre-sexual innocence and anonymity. Kusama removes an individual's uniqueness by painting its body with polka dots, referring to this process as "obliteration." In an appeal very much in keeping with the spirit of the 1960s, she declares, "Burn Wall Street. Wall Street men must become farmers and fishermen... Obliterate the men of Wall Street with polka dots on their naked bodies." She believes that when individuality is obliterated, a fusion with the universe is possible. "Our earth is only one polka dot among millions of others. When Kusama paints your body with polka dots you become part of the unity of the universe," promises the artist in a press release from 1968.
Chrissie entering the neon lit room with million of dots, reflected by water and angled mirrors...it was like being amongst the stars...
I was caught looking around and towards the reflections, but at the end infinity wins and the eye can't cope with the installation as it has nothing to focus on...for sure I lost myself in the infinity of the cosmos for a little while and had to leave the room!
Chrissie and I walked under the rain back home to a lovely warm bath and relaxing time, with candles and good food...
xxx
My little Jubilee...
more like an inward - quiet journey...
meaning:rejoicing or jubilation.
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