Well worth seeing, especially on a day as lovely as yesterday. The YSP has got a weird feeling to it though. Somewhere between the visiting, crafts-fair fanatics and the families who just come to spy on artwork and have a picnic like they would at a zoo to watch monkeys doing their daft little things. For all this weirdness it was pleasant enough. I was gladdened to not hear “I could do
that” once throughout the entire day aside from when I said it to a friend, which prompted a quickly ignored question of how many times have I heard it and it has actually been someone taking the piss? Like me.
Most of the work we saw through the day seemed to suffer from being in a white gallery space and both me and my friend felt that it smacked of “taking something ordinairy and finding the beauty in it” relying completely on the seperation of whatever object/image for it to be successful at all. Goldsworthy to me isn't that superficial and I believe that whilst most of the work looked like it 'fit' in a gallery (perhaps thats the problem), it could have benefited doubly from being out in the wild somewhere. The interior woven from trees for example came in at second place when we went outside and explored an ancient yew tree thats growing in the YSP grounds. Outside it might have had more of an impact.
The cone built just inside the doorway of the main YSP building was built in a space that simply wasn't big enough to be honest. If the desired effect was for the viewer to feel dwarfed by it then I'm sure it was achieved, but for me (being so english) the work suffered from being in a crowded room where politeness and "excuse me"s ruled the day rather than people looking at the cone.
Photography was banned when inside any of the gallery spaces and words wouldn't really do any of the work justice, save to say that this is a show worth seeing. All things aside I thoroughly enjoyed it.
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