my funny eye

Firstly I want to say thank you to those of you who took the time to comment on my previous post! It’s so nice to know who you are, and that the blog is still something that you enjoy - I sure do; posting here and reading other blogs is such a nice way to have a little break from the everyday. So, without further ado, here’s today’s post.

Back in January I went down to the Hayward Gallery to see the Bridget Riley exhibition before it ended. Even though I’ve been to an exhibition of hers before, it’s always nice to be able to revisit an artist’s work, as there’ll always be stuff that one hasn’t seen before, and over the years you appreciate different things, as well as maybe see things differently.

I would’ve liked to have brought Mr Famapa with me, but stuff like this triggers off a migraine for him in seconds. It’s crazy to think that someone (Riley or maybe one of her many assistants) painted these squiggly lines by hand. I wonder if they got migraines from it?

This was my favourite section, displaying the sketches before they were made into big paintings.

This “sketch” had little handwritten notes about what colours should go where, which is fascinating, as to the eye it all looks so random. It’s clearly anything but.

These drawings were from her days at art school. It’s mind blowing to see how far an artist can move away from the basics, knowing that they all more or less start from the same point - drawing.

I liked this lady’s colourful jumper, I wonder if she picked it specifically for the day?

This one moved as you walked along it - like waves, of course. I was convinced I’d leave the exhibition with a headache, but I didn’t. Found this old documentary on YouTube, but I haven’t had a chance to watch the whole thing yet, looks very interesting though, and I do love me an old 70’-80’s doc (especially the slow pace and how un-slick they are!)

P.S. I hope you liked this one Tess ;)