Wednesday, 11 November 2009

Anish Kapoor....

....Royal Academy, until Dec '09.
The Academy presents Kapoor's first major solo show and more than ever he offers up the endless possibilities of sculpture.


'White sand, Red millet, Many flowers', 1982.

The show begins with Kapoor's pigment works, that are both natural and abstract in form, but as though they've grown through the floor and bloomed in to magnificent colour.


'When I am pregnant', 1992.

It is Kapoor's deceit of the viewer in his works where he creates concave and covex spaces, where I enjoy his work most. To look at 'When I am pregnant' from straight on, it appears like an imperfection on the white painted wall. Only up close, from an angle do you realise the subtle, beautiful bump. Similarly, 'Yellow', appears before us like a huge single colour painting. Take a closer look and the wall recedes in to itself as though a cave. It is truely incredible.


'Yellow', 1992.

The exhibition continues to amaze - there is so much fascinating, epic work, I will not write about it all - it really should be seen first hand. However, there are two other works on show that are worth mentioning now.


'Shooting in to the corner', 2008-9.

This new work, (above), shoots shells of red wax at twenty minute intervals, at speeds up to 50mph. When I visited today, the anticipation was huge -cordonned off and the crowd watching, it is as though we surround a boxing ring. Already there is a mountain of wax in the corner of the gallery, with further splurges all around the antique door frames, even on the roof. The wax is loaded in to the cannon and then........NOTHING! The red shell slowly dropped out of the mouth of the cannon and wimpered on to the floor. It was a let down, yes, but the evidence that it has obviously worked before, makes this piece - both in mechanics and artistic result, a success.




'Svayambh', 2007.

Lastly, this vast block of red wax, (above), almost imperceptibly moves on a wax ridden track through five of the Academy galleries. It scrapes through the ancient archways that adjoin rooms, excess wax being sliced away and dropping to the floor. What is left is the exact shape of the arched doorway, only about 10 metres in length. The sheer scale, colour and implausibility is jaw dropping and is my highlight of the exhibition.

Everyone should go. Now.





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