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October 16th, 2005

Philistine

Finding ourselves on Bankside on a quest for an amplifier (don’t ask) we paid a visit to the Tate to check out the new installation in the turbine hall. Rachel Whiteread has installed untold thousands of polythene casts of the insides of cardboard boxes, arranged neatly, in piles and in mountains.

Reminds me of working in the supermarket warehouse that I spent the best years of my late teens. I read the information, understood her motivation, but came to the same conclusion that I reach when considering most modern art. It looks cool, and it’s certainly a unique experience, but the deep and meaningful aspect just washes over me. Maybe I’m shallow. Maybe I’m ignorant. But I can’t help feeling all the blurb is just a way to justify filling a huge room with boxes.

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