one of these things i didn’t wanted to blog about is the turner gallery. not because I don’t like it, more because there were so many people they said everything that had to be said before, so many people published pictures etc. etc. and like with the deutsche oper berlin, you are hardly allowed to make photographs, especially not from the exhibition. so i could only write a general article about the turner and that is so close to promoting …. anyways, i was there again and i loved the alex katz exhibition.
In the opposite of most of the people here around I think the turner gallery is a really good thing in general and for margate. I totally agree that some of the exhibitions are not as exciting as i wish but … come on they are free! in germany you had to pay at least 12€ for an exhibition like that in a public gallery. Yes you moaner and complainer, you have heard it right there is not such a thing aas a free public, high quality exhibition. if you are poor in germany you get hardly to see alex katz or william turner that close ever in your life.
and I love the building as well. I know it all went wrong, it should have been built in the water, too much money was involved, mystery political decisions were made, and yes the bay still really stinks. Ma ybe you don’t like modern buildings, that is ok. but the turner gallery building is for my taste just stunning. the concrete surface changes it colour almost every minute, the huge window framing the sea side, all the lines and patterns of the building show the love to the sea side, the wish to integrate that building in the landscape. with the opening of the turner gallery margate changed! so many small businesses opened, so much new power and motivation is in the air, artist are everywhere and having new energy for their arts.
I always wonder if all the people living their, wouldn’t through their rubbish on the streets, how much money margate could save for wonderful things like education, culture, etc. … anyways , endless discussions about that … here are some picture of all things I were allowed to photograph: