I know I’ve mentioned this before. But it’s something new to me to live in a city where I can do anything with anyone att all times, but still enjoying being on my own more and more, not doing something every single minute. It’s not because I’ve been afraid of being alone before. It’s more like I always seen myself as someone with a huge fear of missing out. That being on my own, not socialising, will lead to disaster. I just don’t feel like that here. Maybe it’s because I know that I’m small as an ant in this city, but at home, I could actually be noticed. There, I’m less anonymous. And I think I like feeling anonymous sometimes. I just needed to move here, where it lives more people than in Sweden in total, to realise that.

And as the anonymous human being I am, I went to Tate Modern on my own this Friday. I finish before my friends in school on Fridays and I wasn’t in the mood or in the financial situation to head over to the pub with them, so I decided to go to Tate on my own. I’ve heard from the Cultural Experience Award gang that we really should check it out, and I must say I’m very happy that I listened to their advice.

img_3078This is the entrance to ’In the studio’, an exhibition showing different techniques artist use. I really took my time in this exhibition. Modern art is something I used to not understand but the more I’ve seen, the more I’ve realised that it takes time to understand it. It like brain exercise sometimes. The following pictures can be found in the same exhibition, and they inspired me enough to buy colours, paper and brushes in the Tate shop afterwards. So much for the financial smart visit. Couldn’t help myself.

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These pieces are made by Christian Schad. From left: ’Agosta, the Pigeon-Chested Man, and Rasha, the Black Dove (1929) and ’Self-Portrait (1927)’. I liked these art works mainly for their political, patriarchal message and not so much for the style the artist used.  I’m not too much into this level of realism, but political messages like these, especially with consideration of who’s the author, where the author came from and when the pieces were painted are interesting to analyse.

Of course there are pieces by Salvador Dali in the surrealism rooms, here ’Netamorphosis of Narcissus (1937)’. I love surrealism and I wish I was better at it. I just never seem to find that level of fantasy. Maybe you need to be high to do so, and that’s not my thing unfortunately. Enormous amounts of coffee might do?


’Defeat (1963)’ by Hamed Abdalla. I believe one thing people that not engage very much in art are mistaking (which I also did in the past) is to think that art need to show certain objects in order to be beautiful. Once again, the meaning of the art work is much more important. Or… I believe it is. This painting reflects the failed policy in Egypt and the impact on conflict. The artist has used a blow-torch to burn the surface, made of paint and tar.


These are chess pieces, made hybrid and grotesque to represent the anxiety and despair after the wars in Europe during the time the artis, Germaine Richier, lived (1902-1959).

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Here, on the other hand, are art pieces more interesting for their makings and techniques. Gerhard Richter made these while listening to music by John Cage. It’s a very interesting musical composition, and that’s reflected in these many layers of painting and erasure. I added a piece by John Cage here too, if you’d like to listen to it while watching/reading.



I thought I’d show this art piece since I was so wrong about it myself. I was 100 % sure it showed the progress of the artist’s skills from right to left, but it’s actually the entire opposite. The artist worked on making the art more abstract.

img_3131Next up was the exhibition ’Artist and Society’. Here’s a part of Lorna Simpson’s art work, ’Twenty Questions (A Sampler) (1986)’. She question race, gender, discrimination and sexuality in her art and in her early career she mostly photographed herself.


In the exhibition ’Art and Society’, there are many rooms focusing on one specific artist. This was part of Joseph Beuys room; a sculptor, installation artist, graphic artist, art theorist and pedagogue highlighting the important question of who’s allowed to speak, by what authority and why.

img_3139Here’s another wall of the Joseph Beuys room, showing posters of his ”extended definition of art” and his idea of art shaping the society and politics.

The next room had the theme of women in society. Here’s Sheba Chhachhi’s photographs of women’s movement in India against the murder of brides unable to meet extortionate martial demands for consumer goods or cash. The women in these photographs have chosen themselves how they wanted to be portrayed in the photos.

Okay, so to finish this post, which as usual became quite long, I thought I’d share my favourite photo from my visit. The woman in the photograph has no idea I’m photographing her. As I’ve mentioned in a previous post, it feels like stealing someones integrity by photographing them while they’re not aware of it. But the pictures become more alive then. More sincere. The women here is looking at art works by Sue Williamson, who has photographed and talked to women living through the Apartheid in South Africa. I think this is a strong photo. It represents what previous generations has fought for, for the sake of future ones. Future generations that are now reading about these women and looking at there faces. It’s the proof that what they did really mattered.

So to sum this up: I love Tate Modern. It feels like I learned so much by going there. I’ve never visit an art gallery on my own before. I don’t know why really… I think it has something to do of my fear of missing out and that there’s always been something else to do with friends or other people that has kept me away from long visits in an art gallery. Because I really believe a visit to a gallery needs some time. I want to have time to really study the objects and read and think about them in my own pace. So I realised it was actually great going to Tate alone because of that. I didn’t feel stressed out. I could look at everything just as long as I wanted to. And since Tate Modern is huge, I decided to only look at the exhibitions on floor 2 and really take my time to study the objects there. I’ll just go back soon again and look at the other ones. Because just as I’ve mentioned before, I don’t need to stress out about missing out here. I live here now, so I can just go back anytime I want to. Maybe I’ll do that as my Friday thing; explore on my own. I’ve been surrounded by so many people, so many things to do, for as long as I can remember. I almost feel like I’m healing a wound I didn’t even knew I had by spending time on my own now.

So I guess my new thing this time was going to an art gallery on my own. And I got inspired to create on my own art as well. So. This has been my Sunday. I haven’t been drinking enough coffee to become the next Dali, but whatever.


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