"Space contains compressed time". Two inappropriate times seem to have simultaneously uninvitedly burst into this former bank on Piccadilly. Its vaults and safes, dark and sinister, open into rooms now inhabited by concrete forests and disproportionate mazes, structures glimpsing out from dusty lofts, tactile and textile aliens.
Somehow these obstacles feel safer than the antique bank remains.
High-end galleries, still money merchants in another form. I didn't linger at the meaningless thought.
Instead, I savoured and sipped the calm of knowing that the thick bank wall is there, standing strong, protecting my surrealist forest and hiding it from the dry, cloudy, shopping and sightseeing morning lurking threateningly outside.
more info:
http://www.hauserwirth.com/exhibitions/1048/phyllida-barlow-rig/view/ http://www.guardian.co.uk/artanddesign/audioslideshow/2011/sep/02/artist-phyllida-barlow-rig-exhibition
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