Master's Love

This week I saw LOVE

LOVE was in the National Gallery

LOVE was for free.

But I decided to see LOVE alone.

In the end I didn't like LOVE that much...

The Master's Kind of Art: Work No. 850

"Work No. 850 centres on a simple idea: that a person will run as fast as they can every thirty seconds through the gallery. Each run is followed by an equivalent pause, like a musical rest, during which the grand Neoclassical gallery is empty.
This work celebrates physicality and the human spirit. Creed has instructed the runners to sprint as if their lives depended on it. Bringing together people from different backgrounds from all over London, Work No. 850 presents the beauty of human movement in its purest form, a recurring yet infinitely variable line drawn between two points."

"In Palermo we went to see the catacombs of the Capuchin monks. We were very late and only had five minutes to see it all before closing time. To do it we had to run. I remember running at top speed with my friends through the catacombs looking desperately left and right at all of the dead people hanging on the walls in their best clothes, trying our best to see it all... it was a good way to see it. It was that kind of delirious running which makes you laugh uncontrollably when you're doing it. I think it's good to see museums at high speed. It leaves time for other things."
- Martin Creed

Olympic Games

Tate Modern: the masters' favorite museum

Tate Modern
This turbine hall, these galleries of light
Are freighted with a purpose and a power.
This bridge is like a contract, and this tower
Evidence of a legacy, a right.
Massive with possibility they stand
Open to such surprise as may exist
Deep in the pulse, the chambers of the heart;
Exacting fresh precision from the hand,
Risk in the brush, resilience in the wrist,
New thoughts to paint, new passions to impart.

James Fenton