Last Sunday, I was a part of a concert at the local museum of art, called “Kunsten” (directly translated : “The Art”)
After the concert, my family and I looked at the current exhibition, which turned out to be “All of Nature Flows Through Us” by Marc Quinn. It was a mix of paintings and “statues”.
Personally, I was thrilled with the exhibition, it was so much different than what I had expected, and it had all of the things I have a tendency to enjoy in art : something morbid, something shocking, something inspirational. It was well executed , yet provoking – Not in a bad way that makes you want to vomit or feel violated in any way. It was more of a feeling of being slightly provoked at first and feeling slightly shocked and/or horrified/disgusted. And then as you gaze more upon it, you start to fall in love. Atleast that’s what I experienced.
Of course, there were the usual “what-the-hell-this-is-too-ugly-to-be-art” reactions to it from people looking at the art as well, but that’s to expect and to be entertained by.
My personal favourite were these :