tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10008974.post6864850553158867720..comments2023-09-04T16:36:15.614+01:00Comments on The pig wot flies: fear of museumsPig wot flieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619021728297385585noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10008974.post-70253448247680592812008-01-26T17:08:00.000+00:002008-01-26T17:08:00.000+00:00Glad there's still a Rothko room, I think that was...Glad there's still a Rothko room, I think that was a condition of the original gift! I hated Tate Modern last time I was there, if I don't see another tedious pretentious talent-less installation before I die it won't be long enough!! (is that a bit harsh?!!) I still like some surrealism, always had a soft spot for bits of Dali, even if he is completely mad.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10008974.post-73765148248337743132008-01-21T21:48:00.000+00:002008-01-21T21:48:00.000+00:00Yep, there's still a Rothko room, with atmospheric...Yep, there's still a Rothko room, with atmospheric low lighting.<BR/>The last time I went to the Tate before this time I went round some of the surrealist stuff, which I feel like I know quite well, to see how they'd hung it this time round. I ended up deciding I'd grown out of surrealism. It appeals to angsty teenagers, but coming back to it, it feels like a one level joke. Whereas the Rothkos bear looking and relooking and spending time with.Pig wot flieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15619021728297385585noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10008974.post-38408038241667918982008-01-21T20:36:00.000+00:002008-01-21T20:36:00.000+00:00On the subject of Rothko, I remember my first ever...On the subject of Rothko, I remember my first ever visit to the Tate (as it was then), as a highly opinionated teenager who thought all modern art was rubbish, and seeing the Rothko room (do they still have a Rothko room?), and it was this that stood out for me as the epitome of the kind of modern rubbish anyone could do. It was only about 10 years later when I realised that the only thing I remembered about that first visit was the Rothko room, that I radically revised my opinion, and the next time I went to the Tate I spent as long as I could just sitting in the Rothko room. One of those special moments. I'm not sure I'd say they move, I think they make me feel like I'm moving, even when I'm sitting still. They kind of pull you in. But they certainly brood - maybe even bode ('I would croak like a raven. I would bode. I would bode' to throw in entirely randomly a bit of Shakespeare). <BR/>And now I have a Rothko calendar in my room this year!<BR/>Funnily enough, last time I went to Tate Modern, as a highly opinionated adult, I ended up thinking all modern art is rubbish, and in this case, nothing at all stood out in my memory. But maybe that's just age!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10008974.post-82434702426670520622008-01-18T16:42:00.000+00:002008-01-18T16:42:00.000+00:00WHAT A LOVELY DAY YOU HAD. sorry caps lock on. I w...WHAT A LOVELY DAY YOU HAD. sorry caps lock on. I would have loved to come with you but actually had plenty of stuff to do not least cleaning the bedroom. Maybe we could have a Thursday together sometime though.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com