Amidst all the glitter, I did find a few things to appreciate:
Daria Martin's film 'Soft Materials.' This was beautiful, on 16mm
film which whirred through the projector making a lovely sound. The
picture image was clearly defined but somehow dated, it was peaceful...
I also liked Hetain Patel's work - he tattooed comic strips and speech
bubbles onto people's backs. This looked rather good, but better than
that was a film he made with the screen divided into two. On the left
his father explained how to strip a car, in the middle of a car-making plant; on the
right, the artist (his son) copied every movement and repeated every
word in perfect sync, even though he was in a completely empty room (a
Apart from that, I liked older stuff or
stuff I was familiar with: Cindy Sherman's photos, Julian Opie, Gillian Wearing's passport photos, Nan Goldin's photos, and
that was about it.
Far better, in terms of atmosphere and content, was the new Arts Masters, at the other end of the park. Overall, though, a reminder that the art scene is perhaps even worse than the music scene.