“Art is the expression of the voice of gifted individuals with a point of view.”*
I went to see Maggie Ayres’ exhibition on Sunday.
I'm not a visual artist so am not really equipped to pass judgment on visual art: I don't really know what I'm looking for, can't speak of brush strokes and execution, but I know what I like and can have a stab at saying why if I'm pushed. I tend to be drawn to work that, yes, is beautiful, but goes beyond that, and beyond itself: a perfect representation of a chicken, or anything else, will rarely get me excited. Maggie's work in this exhibition did (and does still), I will be going back soon.
There was one piece in particular that I loved. It’s a three dimensional shape, so I guess you’d call it sculpture, which is an interesting departure from her usual highly textured but backed by canvas work. It’s form, colours and textures seem to me to combine in a way that makes a coherent whole: it is a thing in itself.
I could bang on about all the various references I see in it: corsets, plaster casts, shipwrecks, blood and bone that take it beyond itself, but it’s probably best that I don't.
I also really liked this piece,
there’s something of the sea in it, as if the sea has been taken to hospital and wrapped in bandages and is now trying to break free. Or perhaps it has broken free and this is what remains of what we tried and failed to do. No? (I know I have a tendency to over analyse).
*Richard Eyre: I read this in The Guardian newspaper some months ago, can't remember the date.