The Headland Sculpture on the Gulf exhibition is a biennual event in which the artwork has a huge
task competing with the scenery, and most times nature wins out. This
year's effort was especially weak in content. I had trouble discerning
any art amongst the trees and grass. There were plenty of pieces tacked
on to trees and plonked next to the walkways. I imagine many an artist
just went round the coastal walk trying to work out what they could do
in a particular spot and most of the resulting works look rushed and
improvised.
Nothing moved me despite the number of mobiles (or things
just flapping in the wind). Hanging a few red fabric balls in a
pohutukawa tree does not an artwork make.
It was especially hard on children for many pieces had a playground feel to them (strings, swings, playhouses) but a confusing "do not touch" policy for some of them, but not others, caused confusion, tantrums, and tears.
It was especially hard on children for many pieces had a playground feel to them (strings, swings, playhouses) but a confusing "do not touch" policy for some of them, but not others, caused confusion, tantrums, and tears.
I hope the local board
doesn't buy any of the entries because none of them are worth preserving
much for posterity. I dread they'll inflict another tumbling down
corrugated iron piece on us, and yes, seeing that there was one made my
heart sink.
My award would go to "Not For Sale", the only piece that
actually made you think what it meant.
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