On Monday, Hope and I went to
Tate Britain to see the
I knew nothing about either artist so I had
a totally open mind and no expectations
about what we were going to see.
Patrick Caulfield's artwork
was amazing. He used large areas
of flat block color, with simple outlines.
By the 1970's his style developed to
include elements of trompe l'oeil - and
it was these paintings that I
I loved the mix of 'pop art' style artwork with
strong flat colours and simplistic shapes along
with very realistic bits - as if it were an image
clipped from a 1960's magazine.
There were 5 rooms filled with his artwork,
from the 1960's through to his death in 2005.
Even at the end he was experimenting with
new ideas, and was starting to include more
texture in his work.
Linked to this exhibition was
I don't really know why they were linked,
and I don't necessarily think it helped how I
viewed the Hume artwork because, to me,
it just emphasised that Caulfield was in
a different league to Hume.
Hume was born in 1962, a whole
generation on from Caulfield, who
was born in 1936.
Unusually, he paints almost entirely with
gloss paint onto aluminium and is
often very fragmented, abstract really.
The two pieces of artwork used to
promote Hume's exhibition are what I
thought of as 'the best',
but maybe not truly representative of the
rest of the exhibition.
|(back of a snowman and baby)|
The 'Back of a Snowman' was the same all the
way round, no coal for eyes, no carrot nose :(
- and 'baby' was really written backwards!
We both really enjoyed our time at the Tate,
and fell in love with Caulfield's artwork -
I remain to be convinced about Hume's but
I'm glad I've seen it all the same.
It certainly left an impression!
If you want to see the Caulfield/Hume
exhibitions, you'd better get your skates on -
they close on September 1st.
We will be going up to London again soon
to see the
(is it bad I keep on singing
this to myself?!)
(although not all on the same day!).
I spotted Small-Cat
welcoming the birdies to my
bird feeders in the garden -
strangely they kept away!
They're not as silly as she thought.
It's Luke's birthday today
and he's a long and lanky 19!
|"Where's my cake?!"|
Here he is at the age of 1,
bless his little cotton socks.
He'll be so glad I've shared this ;)
The house extension grinds on.
Just when the end is almost nigh we
go and decide to knock another wall out.
Why oh why couldn't we just leave it as
Today I am banned from the kitchen as
holes are being drilled, walls are being
removed and huge and heavy lintels
put in. I peeked in and saw the mess.
Oh, THE MESS.
It will NEVER be clean
and muck-free ever again!!!
Thank you for dropping by!