Art Through BC Glasses
I went to the MoMa exhibition at the National Gallery of Victoria yesterday. It was excellent, and really enjoyable. I realised as I was going round it how this BC life experience had added a new interpretive filter to my art viewing experience.
For example in the foyer was a big fan, whirring and swinging in the air ('Ventilation', Olafur Eliasson). It "invites spacial interaction" choreographing a "social experience". Well I saw a metaphor for the mood swings and random hot flushes of menopause...
Frida Kahlo's self-portrait after her divorce with Diego Rivera? The big cut before chemo!
Pop art lighting? PILLS!
And finally this one ('Living: some days you wake up and immediately...', Jenny Holzer), very identifiable to those of us with anxiety:
For example in the foyer was a big fan, whirring and swinging in the air ('Ventilation', Olafur Eliasson). It "invites spacial interaction" choreographing a "social experience". Well I saw a metaphor for the mood swings and random hot flushes of menopause...
Frida Kahlo's self-portrait after her divorce with Diego Rivera? The big cut before chemo!
Pop art lighting? PILLS!
And finally this one ('Living: some days you wake up and immediately...', Jenny Holzer), very identifiable to those of us with anxiety:
Is there art that you look at differently now that you've had breast cancer?
