for the blog to host its inaugural Rectangle Week?
Monogold, MG 11, 1961
lots of rectangles here:
i fear you’re falling for the golden ratio.
I s’pose not, providing you type it all in Pantonese.
I’ve always loved the Golden Section.
You mean in a series of colour swatches?
I’m too late, it’s been done 😦
On reflection I find stripes more jolly…
Some of Patrick Heron’s maybe?
Well, a square is a rectangle isn’t it – I believe they call it a ‘perfect rectangle’ in the world of pure maths and sums; if I’m honest, I find its uniformity a bit oppressive.
Heron may be TOO jolly for this, but I might be able to fit some Ben Nicholson into a ‘rectangle request’ slot…
nb: don’t you all forget to watch the denouement of School of Saatchi tonight…
et wa la bingo bango – art is basically all about being lucky enough to walk past something interesting in the street.
Isn’t it about seeing the magic in something? Like.
I’ve always seen the magic in Eugenie, and I don’t think it’s eluded Mr Saatchi either.
I have just been bad mouthing you to Neptune on the txt grey-man (‘you sound like grey-man,’ I said, as he moaned about the winner’s ‘talents’). I take it back now.
not only did he badmouth you to me, he sent me a picture of his dog, asleep.
an arty sepia picture at that.
I have been trying to watch that show on i-player. I got up to the rags sewn together to make a rock.
You should have prefaced these comments with: if you don’t want to know the results look away now!
Incidentally Samuel shewed us his magnets months ago in the gallery over the road and if it had been a public phone in vote (you know the rest)
It is of course a rectangle but equally a square as all corners are at 90 degrees.
That was not arty, that WAS art.
Sorry, but you would probably have seen it in the Local Gazette before you got to the end of the iplaying. Would you?
Ha! You are right about the i-player Mr Foster.
But I have a new weapon as of this morning… i-player on the tv (no crashing \o/) and when I am fully acquainted with the facts of Modern Art, I will launch into a diatribe such as has never been witnessed on wordpress 😉
Actually, I went to bed last night quite put out about the whole whistle on a handrail thing.
Put out? Didn’t you like it!
I am rather in the Head of Art at the Barbican’s camp.
If the delectable Eugenie isn’t on hand to explain these things to us are they not puzzling? I am puzzled enough without being further muddled up.
I am saving the last episode.
I think Saatchi must be incredibly fat. I expect he made light work of the chapatis.
Sorry. I do like elements of it all. Other elements make me think like those awful beige greys wandering around Sudeley Castle 😦
‘I think Saatchi must be incredibly fat.’
This is a credible theory and a great idea. If only one of them had been sharp & brave enough to have done it as their piece in letters 10ft high made out of piles of Nigella’s books.
I once watched Lisa Stansfield at a party seeing the magic in a pool of spilt beer for an unfeasibly long time. Drugs may have been involved.
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