WHITE

We went to the White exhibition, this was the hardest place to find in the world. Even harder than the marianne springer one, i think it was a test, only the best navigators are allowed to see this work. even though we cheated because we got a taxi. Anyway the exhibition was called white and featured the work of four artists whose work had not a thing in common other than the colour of the pieces. One of the works was loads of milk bottles dotted aroudn the floor. Relational aesthetics and all that jazz, people were drinking them and such things. so we did too. Though if we hadnt seen everyone doing this already, i wonder if i would have done it? As i went in i wondered whether i should be stepping over the little bottles or am i allowed to knock them over as i please? ALSO the exhibition was called white, because of the lack of colour (thats what it said on the flyer) but what about the lids of the bottles? blue for whole, and green for semi skimmed.. these were very colourful. Though i liked this exhibition, it was not intimidating, and the usual "private view" crowd weren't there. The exhibition seemed like maybe a student show, all the people there were around the same age as us, and it was only on for a few days. also they had crisps. Maybe this is why there weren't the any art folk there- not for a stuuuddeeennttt exhibition gosh. Anyway I thought it was good to see a space that could be somewhere that is accesible and possible to exhibit our own work in. After this we went to carpe and they stored the milk in their fridge for us, so we were free to enjoy the rest of the evening without the fear of the milk turning sour. all in all an 8/10 experience.