The Photographer’s Gallery has reopened.
We like that its down a little alley off Oxford Street.
I like the smell of galleries. Boxfresh.
We like free.
They have an exhibition called oil.
By a man called Edward Burtynsky.
Behold a series of nice big pix about not nice oil and its life cycle.
Some words: striking, black, repetition (we like repetition), Azerbaijan, tires, cans, aeroplanes, no cock, no fanny, death, carcasses, awe, pipes, lines, disaster, ohhhh america, scale, vast, devastating horror, pollution, scum.
Eat your heart out time out.
What we liked more than all those words though was another exhibition from a collective called Raq’s Media Collective.
a) a photo that faded in and out with a moving element. Fun for 5 minutes.
b) We LOVVVVVVED this… ’37 Planes of Emotion.’
Cue @thedogwhatblogs #underselling/#youhavetobethere…
Rectangles of perspex with coloured edges and collection nouns.
“A whimsical comment on the image.”
I guess you’ll have to go…