After a plan to have a picnic in Hyde Park fell into disarray John salvaged the day but suggesting we go to the Tate Modern. I duly met John, Vixie, Elliot and couple of their mates at the gallery.
It's been a whole since I've last been there and I'm afraid I'm gonna have to make an embarrassing confession. I'm going to sound very uncool and caveman like but... I just don't get it. I'm not saying everything was horrible. There were some works there that I absolutely adored. But 90% of the art in there I can say I disliked. I'm more your realism kinda guy. Boring but true.
One work, however, I can see I truly, deeply love is Rodin's "The Kiss". It works on two levels for me... I think it is a gorgeous piece of art portraying a romantic embrace. And on a more puerile level Paolo is the perfect man. Those thighs, those arms and that back... oh he is just BEAUTIFUL. It was a good few hours anyway, nice to see them all.
Tate Modern: so much wall -- so little great art.
ReplyDeleteIt's like the Getty over here. There's this wonderful huge space and a collection that's less than world class .