Good morning. 5.9
I’m not sitting in anyone’s garden having a cuppa as it’s tipping it down this morning. Instead I’m killing time searching statements so I can find the proof of purchase of a pair of washable Skechers sneakers which I’m taking back. I’ve washed them according to the instructions and there’s marks that haven’t come out.
Cultural stuff yesterday with a friend was commenced with a Japanese market at the Southbank Centre. Found myself perusing various original, very small, Hiroshige wood block prints but nothing grabbed me. They were all so washed out. Avoided moochi as it just doesn’t compute. Why wrap food in sticky rice? I just don’t get it.
Then Tate Modern for the Doh Ho So exhibition. We only booked it because we thought we might need something to do after the Japanese market and boy were we pleased we did! It’s fantastic!
Basically he’s explored the concept of Home, what it is, where it is, the memories it holds and the ties it can have between us, people, place and time. He’s done this pretty exclusively by covering where he’s lived in mulberry paper, rubbing it with charcoal and then removing the paper and building 1:1 replicas.
He meticulously recorded the interiors of every he lived over a 20 year period and then installed all the details of all of them in one space. And everything is in the correct position it was in the physical property. It’s really interesting stuff.
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This is an entire staircase
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His childhood home. Covered in mulberry paper and rubbed. Left for 9 months before the paper is peeled off and attached to a steel frame in order to build this 1:1 replica
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Paintings
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