No one saw the mirage but me

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Three television sets point towards each other from the corners of a triangle, in ‘…a legend, it, it sounds like a legend…’ (2007).  The screens show primary colours whilst the text of viewers’ descriptions of the sounds they heard whilst watching the Northern Lights are flashed on a screen.  This art show feels full of vivid colour but oddly non-figurative, examining the quality of light energy (natural, filtered and artificial) used in art.

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Aurora Borealis dotted the skies of UK recently so briefly, a sense of confusion is left by wondering if we witnessed the real thing.  Young British Artist, Hannah Rickards re-creates the experience of joy left from the memory of nature’s own fireworks by using the spoken word to light the way in often dark, silent galleries.

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The story of this exhibition, that finds meaning in the void left by natural phenomena, is told as each work spills into each other.A film of the residents of Lake Michigan describing a mirage over the Eastern Shores is entitled, ‘No, there was no red’ (2009).  Each description of the mirage is given so personally it is like the interviewee is the only one there at the time, setting up a perfect metaphor for viewing art in a gallery where shadows and steps frame the work.

The large upper gallery has soft subtle washes of orange light flooding the space from one end and equally powerful green light from the opposite end.  The simplicity of the idea means visitors connect instantly with enjoying a beautiful colour fall onto them.  The macro detail of filling a whole space with filtered light means soon the eye forgets the subtle change and the tinted light becomes normal.

Walking the streets home I wonder what else appears briefly in the flicker of a lamplight or glare the sun on wet paving stone. The line between permanent and temporary images seems to be a fragile one.  This show (at Modern Art Oxford until April 21) suggests other images may be lurking  in the shadows too, if we have the right light to see them.

 

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16 thoughts on “No one saw the mirage but me

  1. Hi Lita, wonderful post. I liked the second photo the light and dark has worked out beautifully creating shadows on the objects, nice and simple click. :)Thanks for mentioning my blog.:)

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    • Hi Norma, thank you so much for this lovely comment! I had a great time taking the photos, watching how shadows fall. I love the recipe on your website. Can’t wait to try this. Great post!

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      • I love to see the clicks on WordPress. I’m not a big fan of clicking or self clicks.
        Do try it out, let me how it comes and if you need any help.

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  3. Beautiful images, as always Lita! Love the pictures and the words in your post… Paraphrasing you your blog “re-creates the experience of joy”… I always get this feeling of wanting to see what you see…

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    • Aw thanks Gisela for these kind words!! Your comment is the first thing I read this morning so it has made my weekend. Hope you are doing something lovely today.

      I am enjoying your superb poetry on your site immensely.

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