Whilst holidaying in the ‘burgh I spotted these chairs. I like that they mark a journey to somewhere for me. I will remember where I was going and how I was feeling when I saw them. They stop me in my tracks and changes my direction, and this is what makes me smile.
Elizabeth Blackadder
Yesterday I went to see the exhibition of Elizabeth Blackadder, who I discovered is a great Scottish artist who has a unique style which can be seen across all her work including paintings, drawings, tapestries, print making. The way she captures objects of interest and puts them together is beautiful. There are often layers in the images, through windows or on tables and they are sometimes quite 2d looking. There is lots of Japanese influence and an underlying collectors instinct.
I intend to sit down with a cuppa this afternoon and read the exhibition catalogue. The sun is shining too, not bad for a Wednesday!
Found art
Yesterday, I stepped off the bus to see this display directly in front of me. At first I didn’t recognise the white metal outline as a chair and part of me thought it looked like someone had thrown out of a found art exhibit.
When I saw it was the outline frame and shell of a chair, I stopped and stared. I often wonder what people think when they see me crouched down with my camera, observing discarded sights smiling. I don’t care particularly, although there are moments where I pretend to be doing something else if they look like they might start asking questions.
I like the fact that it could be a line drawing and the perspective is hard to gage without it’s seat. The worn out wheel looks completely defunct and resigned to it’s ending.