Thursday, March 17, 2011
After such an auspicious welcome to the Tate, we happily continued up to The exhibition of Gabriel Orozco's work which truly deserves another post. Sadly, as I'm on holiday and not willing to spend it all on blogging, that post will not be written, but I can tell you I found much of Orozco's work seductive, intimate (despite an often grand scale), sometimes amusing, always engaging, and sometimes very beautiful. I was also really intrigued to note connections between what we saw last night at the exhibition of Bridget Riley's work at the National Gallery -- primarily the play with circles and grids, with rhythm in lines. I'm not saying there's a deliberate influence, but I see a connection, a lineage of sorts.
Then lunch in the Tate Modern Restaurant with its marvellous view of the Thames -- and its fabulous Gordal olives stuffed with oregano-seasoned orange peel and sea salt. the best olives ever. seriously. Í almost think they factor in our decision to return to London. And if we figure out where to source them, we may not be going back carry-on!