Cathie and I stole away to Brisbane today to see Gerhard Richter’s exhibition.
I wasn’t overwhelmingly in love with it. I felt like I was being tricked. The curator had chosen to expose a lot of things I considered process works (a photo/picture album which would have been an instagram feed today, a series of huge works which were just layers and layers of paint applied with a roller). There was a lot of emphasis on serendipity (oh yeah, we love that), but in a way that implied that it was specific to him (that’s a curator’s fault, i guess).
There were a couple of pieces I really loved, but they were not in the majority.
We did have a most fabulous lunch, though at the GOMA, and then we caught a Yayoi Kusama exhibition which was spectacular in comparison.
And finally we nipped into the Queensland State Library and saw an exhibition of Queensland inventors (including corsets, which were still manufactured into the 70s!). By accident we wandered into the room where they kept artist’s books (how cool!) and saw Bernard’s work there.
Overall a lovely day of inspiration.
