Arts
'Perhaps it did not last. What lasts?': Remembering Edwin Morgan
- 20 Aug 10
Trying to pay adequate tribute to Edwin Morgan, who died of pneumonia yesterday aged 90, is a daunting prospect, because Morgan would inevitably have done it better. He would find a way to make the words more eloquent, more precise, more compassionate, more heartfelt, more universal, more human, more humane. He leaves behind a body of work that speaks to his genius more than a thousand eulogies ever could.
Art-ches
- 27 Feb 07
Check out this exhibition. Glasgow based artist Danny Holcroft has designed a giant wooden mobile involving projections and light, specifically for the Arches Foyer space. The piece promises to explore "the intangible, infinite qualities of time and duration, and the paradox of rendering these through the static medium of sculpture." Which can only be a good thing. It's on at the Arches from Thursday 1st March - 4th April.
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Time for toilet artists to get their fingers out
- 13 Sep 06
When I enter the realms of the public toilet cubicle, close the door and sit down, I feel violated and somewhat disappointed. Not by the lingering smell of urine, or that suspicious looking stain up the side of the wall. Not by the pile of congealed vomit placed conveniently where my feet should be or by the fact that the toilet seat is clearly not attached to the toilet, rendering the event about to take place not only unpleasant but also slightly dangerous. What I find most disappointing, and also slightly disturbing, is the selection of ‘literary’ contributions that the previous occupants of my particular cubicle have found necessary to scrawl all over the wall. This range of graffiti is generally very limited. There is rarely much more than a few very poor illustrations of some genitalia, an unimaginative list of threats to the reader, and the occasional closet racist will have illustrated his pathetic and uneducated views of the world. Personally, I find the act of using the public facilities unpleasant enough without this onslaught of ‘creative genius’ that is thrust uncompromisingly into the face of the unassuming toilet goer. It is something that I think most people could do without.
The Elephant, the Giraffe and the Spitfire (Kelvingrove Reviewed)
- 20 Aug 06
I’d only just set my foot inside Kelvingrove when the sensory discord began to take hold. To the right a baby screams. To the left a phone blares. To the left a baby screams some more, or was it to the right? Goddamnit. There’s people. Masses of people. They’re everywhere. Crawling their way into every nook and cranny of the building. Kelvingrove is proudly the most visited museum outside of London. Screw London.