Visit London Blog - Enjoy the very best of London

Archive for 22 June 2009

Walking In My Mind at Hayward Gallery

Yayoi Kusuma, Dots Obsession 2004, © Yayoi Kusama 2009, Photo: Yayoi Kusama Studio

Yayoi Kusuma, Dots Obsession 2004, © Yayoi Kusama 2009, Photo: Yayoi Kusama Studio

The Hayward Gallery has gone all John Malkovich on us with their surreal, new exhibition Walking In My Mind. Through a series of giant works and sculptures, ten artists invite us to enter their imaginations.

The exhibition begins before you even step foot inside the Hayward. Along the sunny Southbank, 24 trees have been wrapped in red spotted fabric. It’s the brainwave of iconic Japanese artist Yayoi Kusama – a life-long dot-obsessive, according to a recent interview in The Guardian.

Of course, all art is about stepping into the artist’s imagination, but in Walking In My Mind it is a much more physical, adventurous experience. It was also darker, funnier and more bizarre than I expected. 

Scottish-born artist Charles Avery had me chuckling out loud with his inventive project The Islanders. As well as sketches of life on his imaginary island, Avery displays his ‘souvenirs’, including Stone-mice (“part rodent, part mineral”), which look suspiciously like normal stones, and a Bejewelled Hare – stuffed and brandishing its bling like a hip-hop superstar.

Thomas Hirschhorn’s Cavemanman was even more surreal. His uneven maze of tiny caves and tunnels, made of cardboard and plastered in brown parcel tape, was like something out of a postman’s nightmare.

But there was a darker side to the exhibition too. Walking through Chiharu Shoita’s After The Dream was quite unsettling. The painstakingly woven web of wool – Shoita told me it took a week to complete – felt like a swarm of bats that could get caught in your hair any second. 

Yayoi Kusama’s new work, Dots Obession, has become the ‘face’ of the exhibition so I was eager to see this. For me, the red spotted shapes worked best on the Southbank and on the bright, green Astroturf of the Hayward’s sculpture terrace, where they looked vibrant and delightfully out of place.

One of the curators Mami Kataoka pointed out that while a doctor can visually see the brain, the mind itself has no boundaries – “there is no shape”. This sense of freedom in self-expression has produced an exhibition that really does blow your mind.

Inspired by the exhibition and want to discuss your views? Head along to the Hayward’s free workshop Talking In My Mind on 5 July.

This article has 5 comments. Why not add yours?

Visit London Asks: What Song Reminds You of London?

Last week we wanted to know about the best places for food after midnight in London. Thanks for your tips!

And so to this week’s burning question.

Earlier this month, I arranged to meet my sister at Baker Street, and was instantly earwormed by THAT sax solo. In honour of Raphael Ravenscroft, (not Bob Holness, sorry) today we’re asking for your favourite London tunes. The London anthems. Those Cockney ditties. The capital songs that remind you of our fair city.

A few spring to mind. Waterloo Sunset, for one. Sound of the Underground is another. Or Lily’s LDN. We’re not sure you’ll get any points for London Calling by The Clash, either. We’re more interested in the more left-field suggestions. We want to know what song you connect with the capital; as well as why, who, where, when and what makes it your special London song.

Tell us what you whistle on Westminster Bridge, what you hum on your way into Hammersmith Station, what you sing as you stride down The Strand…

And apologies if we’ve earwormed you too…

This article has 13 comments. Why not add yours?