Tuesday, 27 March 2012
Sculpture by Lynn Chadwick, 1960. Strong vibes of "early Doctor Who / scary telly for kids".
This was the kind of thing I associated with the term "modern art" when I was a nipper - abstract or semi-abstract, great big lumps of STUFF - and it fair did my brane in. It was all WRONG but in a thrillingly scary sort of way.
Looking back, I reckon what made it so was the fact that it could be seen as an alien thing; whatever the artist intended, you could look at it and not see any refs to the known world. Opened up all sorts of possibilities; vague ones, but all the better for that.