This blog will comprise a collection of ephemera, mess and miscellaneous artifacts reflecting on the writer's life.
Monday, March 13, 2006
Over here they are asking people to choose the most desirable objects in the Doncaster Museum.
It is always good to CHOOSE things and ofcourse I want to choose mine but my pictures are all of Rotherham (my current obsessive research space) so this is mine.
I like the way it is both a basket and a china object and I want it in my kitchen.
But it got me thinking about how much we like choosing objects.
Is it because like every women's magazine reader, my mind always goes to the new 'Must Have' purchase?
Desirable objects in museums are still desirable.
Not being able to buy them is a tad disappointing but acceptable.
On Sunday we went here to see the Tate Triennial which was full of random but interesting objects, and then we went to The Rocket Gallery in the Tea Building in Shoreditch which was so breathtakingly cool we thought we were in a new and unusual film set in New York starring abstract art.
We walked into a kind of warehouse with real trucks and found a gallery space tucked in the corner.
But then we realised the pictures were for sale and the whole thing was an art show and we could buy them.
A man in a tiny office looked at us and suddenly there was a bookshop too and yes you could buy more stuff.
I have realised this is why my favourite place in any museum is the museum shop because yes, you can walk away with an object even if it is just a notebook.