I can’t fathom why but I’ve never been to the Tate Britain in London before. I always assumed that the Tate Modern was the one for me and the Tate Britain was purely older classics similar to the collections at the National Gallery. How wrong I was.
A photography exbibition called Another London led us to the Tate Britain south of the river. It’s a collection of London street photos from the 1930’s to the 1980’s including Henri Cartier-Bresson, Robert Frank and many of the other groundbreaking Magnum Photographers. Street photography is my favourite genre of photography – I find the originality endlessly exciting. I relish taking a snapshot of time on the street that no one else has captured or will ever capture, and I seek out exhibitions of street photography as inspiration for my own work.
The collection didn’t disappoint. It showed London from its exterior, like old photos of the Changing of the Guard, to London’s interior; families, communities and the fringes of society.
The rest of the gallery was intriguing. They integrated modern art into classical art exhibitions. Old and new stood side by side. The Pre-Raphaelites were adjacent to abstract art and sculptures and the works were carefully selected to complement each other.
I liked the simplicity of Fiona Banner’s Swarm, the gemoetry in Barbara Hepworth’s Sun and Moon and Richard Hamilton’s Hugh Gaitskell as a Famous Monster of Filmland.
I’m almost tempted to dig out my paints and have another go. Or maybe I should just stick to photography.