On our way from Kensington Gardens, to the Barbican we had sometime and I thought it would be nice to check out the Fashion Textitle Musuem, which, of course, when we go there was closed. We arrived roughly at 5:20 and the last admission was at 5:15. AUGH. Luckily we were in a relatively artsy part of town so there were a few galleries around. One of which was a blown glass studio, with a shop in the store front and a studio right behind it, so you could see the artisans working. It was really a nice little find. I was a little disappointed not to see the FTM but, you win some you loose some.
The Damine Ortega show, I am going to say was poorly curated. I don't know how he let his work get in stalled that way. the space, i thought, though small, could have easily represented the time span of which he was working, and the work that he had. From a crafting standpoint, it seemed a bit Unmonumental, and the intent was sort of masked by the placement of the work. Some individual pieces were more interesting than others, but that is with any body of work.
From there we made our way to the show preformed by the National Theater of Scotland. I am not really, a theater person. I thought Blackwatch was a nice reminder of the political climate that we are in right now, even while on amazing London trip. Its really difficult, I found in a lot of ways to stay on top of international news while on this kind of a trip, because it everything really becomes so surreal, and walking becomes exhausting, even looking and thinking about art becomes tiring; but then to remember - oh, shit, right; there's are wars going on right now. It really trivializes wet shoes and theory. At the same time though, its so out of our hands, its a really difficult position i find myself squirming in frequently. As I said, I am not really a theater person so a lot of it was lost on me. It was good, but not something I would have liked to go see on my own.
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