My New York-based fashion friend JF just bagged a catch. How? Gallery hopping. Apparently, stateside, it's the new dinner-and-a-movie (British translation: getting trashed at the local). |
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The problem: all that smartypants art talk. You know, that awful moment where your formerly sexy, erudite date turns to you and asks what you think of a painting. Or worse, starts going off about the existential references in so-and-so's work and doesn't it remind you of Sartre? (Well, I guess it probably would, if I ACTUALLY read Sartre in Uni instead of majoring in shagging strangers and getting my early PhD in social alcoholism.) Ugh. Please! Dates, like children, should be seen and not heard. That's why we at UJ love Greyworld. The company, founded by Andrew Shoben in 1993, made a name for itself in 2004 with The Source (2004), a 32m installation mounted in the London Stock Exchange, that was opened by Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II (my future granny-in-law!!), and was broadcast daily on telly stations around the world. Now, they've come up another innovative approach to art. Before you head down to the Dan Flavin exhibition at the Hayward Gallery, ensure you download the "sound work" provided by Greyworld on your trusty iPod (or borrow one from Hayward, courtesy of Apple). The six individual compositions are each inspired by the artist's work to give a more sensory experience. So, gallery hopping, cute date, long meaningful glances, but no worthless chitchat. Genius!
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Davin
Flavin: A Retrospective - opens today |
by EC |
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