modern art
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“You’re overthinking it”. That’s what a woman said to me when I sat playing White Chess Set (1966) at Yoko Ono’s Tate Modern retrospective Music of the Mind. It’s a lot to unpack. Can you overthink conceptual art? I’m inclined to think yes. Can you over-question it? I’m not so sure. The teeth of this
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Architectural elements of works of institutional critique often play a lesser role in the overall impression of the work, therefore the purpose of this essay is to identify how architecture and the uncanny have been used for institutional critique and what effect does psychologically to the viewer. This essay will attempt to answer the question
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Acrylic on Paper. For this piece, I decided to double up the picture of the pins, to make a larger work. Then Instead of having effectively one continuous line, there are 4 separate groups of lines here. Each group has an umbrella colour: Red, blue, green and yellow. I used watercolour so that I could
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The tutorial began by talking about my tape and the great weight that it seems to betray and that it was reminiscent of Antoni Gaudi’s cathedral in Barcelona and the way in which to find the stress points on the arches, Gaudi hung string and attached weights to them, creating the shape for the supporting
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Conceptualism grew from the misprisms (the creative misreading of a former art form) of Minimalist art. The concepts behind the minimalist works such as those by Carl Andre or Dan Flavin were opened up as the work rather than looking solely at the object itself, this was the dematerialisation of the art object. An irony
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Tuttle’s work on display in the Whitechapel gallery appears to have the underlying theme of appearing functional and yet having no actual use e.g. in ‘Systems, VI’ the construction appears to be some form of table or other and yet is held together by wires rather than being able to do so on its own.
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The piece was a success. After 12 hours of painting, on Wednesday the 22nd October, 2014, I finally relaxed, put down my paintbrush and then ran to the toilet as my bladder had been screaming at me for the best part of 3 hours. The piece itself I wanted to represent time in a literal
Robin Leverton 