We visit another Art island. Naoshima
Follow the guide as she names instillations and what the artist meant.
We nod photograph and follow her to the next one. Our brains spend so much time
registering basic info about an instillation they have no time to react
emotionally.
Next instillation…
Instillation of a pumpkin reminds me of the Big Banana the Big Potato. Over here
our big things dotting the country would be called instillations and modern
art.
? Separate art from its community. Monastery. The artist over there doing
his art. When we retire we will go and enjoy their art. Go and get art. A
wealthy man decided to build his gallery on this small sparsely populated island.
In Tas such an island would have been made a national park. Native indigenous
plants and animals. Fun via swimming, walking and enjoying native bush.
I find art
in nature. I find God in nature.
I love
wandering around my local area turning the corner and being surprised and
excited by a new installation. An instillation that invites me to look at
something nearby differently.
On this
island there is no joyous surprise. No sudden stumbling. The art has all been
randomly scattered over the island. You expect another instillation.
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