So it’s taken me a while to update, but I got some good news last week: I got the exhibition at the Tate Liverpool! I’ve never been to Liverpool before, so rather than mailing my piece to the Tate I decided I’d much rather take it there in person. I’m so glad I did!
I left around mid-morning (needed time to pop into the studio and print out a map of the city centre, just in case I got too hopelessly lost). It was a clear, sunny day, and since I’d never been over to that side of the country, it was perfect weather for viewing the scenery. I spent the whole 2 hours on the train listening to music and keeping my camera ready so I could snap photos of whatever interesting things I saw along the way [the Liverpudlian businessman sat across the aisle from me was obviously thinking, “What is wrong with this person?!”]
Abandoned factory outside Wolverhampton
Quirky mansion in the Midlands
Crewe Station
Giant rubbish heap outside Liverpool
Beatles moment, passing the stop for John Lennon Airport
Interesting railway wall: seemed to have been built in several stages
When I walked out of Lime Street Station, I saw the Walker Art Gallery, so of course I made a bit of a detour on my way to the Tate:
Even though these are gigantic paintings on a wall, the fact that they were hung on chains immediately made me think of them as giant pieces of jewellery
There’s a really excellent exhibition on at the gallery right now: glass artist has made a collection of glass dresses. They’re absolutely beautiful as objects, and looking at the gorgeous light-catching colours and forms made me wish I was brave enough (and tiny enough!) to wear one of them [which her artist statement says is exactly the sentiment she is battling against!] They have a whimsical sort of “Cinderella” feel, and they’re fascinating to look at.
After an enjoyable late morning in the Walker Art Gallery, I made my way through town, enjoying the sights and sounds. The Scouse accent is absolutely fantastic: there aren’t many British accents that I have a hard time deciphering any more, but a thick Liverpool/Scouse accent is definitely one of the ones that’s very difficult! I made my way to Albert Dock, where Tate Liverpool is located.
Tate Liverpool: my destination!
After dropping my piece off and getting to take a look around the exhibition space, I wandered around the Docks a bit more:
View from Albert Dock
Albert Dock
It's not a city if there's not a "London Eye"
It's also not a real city unless there is a Duck Tour!
I had a great time wandering around, but there was a massively cold wind battering away:
It was windy.
It was VERY windy.
The wind got so strong that I decided to make my way back to the station to catch my train back to Birmingham. On the walk back, I overheard a woman exclaiming, “Aaaaagh! The wind is blowing my earrings off: it’s going to take my eyelashes next!”
I like Liverpool.
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