catharsis |kəˈθärsis|
winter wishlist
lover dress & a pair of monogrammed velvet slippers, a snip at only £295?! eek, but dreamy
FCB Cadell
On Thursday morning I had the absolute privilege of being invited to a private viewing & tour of the FCB Cadell exhibition at the Scottish National Gallery of Modern Art Two in Edinburgh, given by the Gallery's curator. I didn't know a huge amount about Cadell before I went to the exhibition, aside from the fact that he was one of the Scottish Colourists and had a bit of a penchant for still life... but I ended up leaving the gallery with a new-found love of Cadell, and a slightly softened attitude towards still life painting (I still resent SG art for ruining much of the joy that still life may have held for me by our constant instruction to produce carbon copies of Cézanne… grrr)
ANYWAY, here are some delightful Cadell paintings for you.
bleak but beautiful
Nathan Coley, There Will Be No Miracles Here.
Currently at the Scottish National Gallery of Modern Art.
this is my own (not-very-good-taken-on-an-iphone-picture) so here is a better one that I found on the almighty google that shows Coley's piece in a better light (literally? it is made of lightbulbs after all...)
weekend curiosities
So it's only saturday night but so far this weekend is shaping up to be pretty good, plus there is a Law and Order SVU on tv right now featuring Robin Williams as some crazy manipulative recluse, (OR IS HE JUST AN INNOCENT MAN??!) so that's a definite bonus. Today I went to the Scottish Norwegian Society's Jul Basar, think waffles (vafler!), copious knitwear and tonnes of caviar in a tube, but it was actually pretty good! Then afterwards I went antiquing with my dad, and after what can only be described as a complete odyssey around some pretty shady parts of glasgow we ended up at this ace antiques warehouse. Here are some snaps;
yummm
I think I will probably get the boar's head for my brother, he likes that sort of thing (i think)
SVU update: Robin Williams is definitely crazy.
clowns
Magnhild Kennedy, Clowns. You can buy these for £95 a pop, perfect for next halloween…?!
SO creepy, but I really hope I get to see her Damselfrau exhibition at the Doors Showcase in London before it closes. Here's a less creepy but equally as haunting mask to end on:
… sleep tight!
ethereal
swan princess meets samurai?
i know it's old news… ^ from my favourite Givenchy collection so far. S/S 2011.
speak memory, speak
So because I've pretty much exhausted all of the major current art exhibitions in glasgow (yay! unemployed graduate!), I was tripping around the smaller galleries to check out what was going on, and came across the Memory exhibition at the Compass gallery. There was an awful lot there, but I really just wanted to post about one artist, Scott McMurdo.
for me personally, McMurdo's piece The Compulsion of Memory sums up the concept of memory perfectly; his work is shadowy and vague, and there is something slightly disquieting about the way he tenderly touches on the loss of memory with the older and younger figure, it feels as if there is so much left unsaid, so many memories hidden amongst the shadows of the room.
nb. the title of this post is to remind me to finish reading Nabokov's memoirs, which I was supposed to read for class about a year ago and still haven't finished now that I've graduated...
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