She lay down deep beneath the sea
On Saturday me and a group of friends decided to go on a roadtrip up to Margate to watch our local team play football. It’s much closer than I thought it would be – only two hours drive from Brighton – and I got to see a Shetland pony on the way, so that made the journey super fun. A friend and I drove up earlier in the day to look around the Turner Contemporary gallery, and I’m so glad that we did. Although the building is really quite large and stands looking out to the ocean, there were only two artists exhibiting and both were really lovely. Carl Andre had some amazing wooden sculptures and copper plates – it was curated in such a beautiful and interactive way. There were huge quotes on the walls and large pieces to walk around. It felt so wrong to step on the plates which were set out on the floor!
His words were really simple – the way that he talked about his work wasn’t like other artists. He separated himself from them, and the art scene in general. This quote definitely makes me stop and think; it relates so much to the work that I made.
The second artist was Rosa Barba, whose work had a combination of mechanical pieces with words and projectors. It was a strange room – peaceful but at the same time ticking by with clicks and movement and rotation and space. It was so nice to visit a new gallery and spend the morning talking about art.
I’m very sad that I didn’t bring my camera with me for the trip. The sea was beautiful, the architecture, the history. The only photographs I took were on my phone, of a massive Great Dane. Though, to be fair, this was pretty much the highlight of my day. We sat and sipped coffee in a sweet cafe, and the dog came and hung out with us for a bit. I still can’t believe just how big he was!
The streets are so lovely in Margate – I really wish that we’d had more time to explore – we wandered around for a little while, but not nearly as long as I would have liked. It’s definitely somewhere I would like to return to for longer, and with my camera. While I was walking around I couldn’t help but think about this post on Kate’s blog. Her photographs are so beautiful, and I wish I could have seen everything that she did.
The football was a little disappointing (we lost) but the evening that we had back in Brighton more than made up for it. My sweet friend Rach made an amazing meal for dinner, and we put together a banoffee pie which was topped with her incredible home-made caramel. Oh gosh, it was delicious. Horribly late for birthday drinks, Trout and I hopped into a taxi and went dancing with friends until the day was drawing to a close and we walked home, making sure we stopped on the way to dance in the spitting rain. It was a long day, but I think it was the best day that I’ve had in 2013. Sometimes you need to take the time out to do something different, even if it’s just stopping for a coffee in a new place, having unexpected conversations, standing and watching the sea from another perspective and ending the day feeling inspired. You have a lot to beat March, April, May… just putting that out there.
Have you been to Margate? Have you visited the Turner Contemporary?