Tuesday, 3 August 2010
There is an art exhibition on at present at The Station in Richmond. I went there last week to view it and I went again with a friend today. I think the standard is pretty poor really but, as my friend says, the sheer act of painting a picture or taking a photograph, squaring it up, putting it in a mount, framing it and getting it ready for exhibiting is all to be admired - and I do agree.
And I suppose it goes without saying that a picture I like a lot may not be the picture you like a lot - we all have different tastes. Nevertheless, like a picture or not, I do think one ought to be able to judge whether it is 'good art' or not. Surely it is possible to admire technique, use of colour, composition etc. and yet still not feel like giving 'wall room' to the finished article.
And on the same subject - the said friend is herself an accomplished textile artist. I went to lunch before we went round the exhibition and I asked her permission to photograph two of her textile pieces to show you.
The first is a wall hanging using decorative motifs she has made; the second is a wall hanging which she did on her return from her beloved Shetland Islands a few years ago.
The third picture arose because she had found the beginnings of a wasp's nest in her shrubbery - just a tiny fragment, light as a feather. On her coffee table she has a beautiful piece of petrified wood and she laid the piece of nest on the wood for me to see - now don't you think the combination of petrified wood and wasp's nest is a work of art in itself?