hall tate


Catherine singing ‘The Ballad of Barry and Freda (Let’s Do It)’ on Bruce’s Hall of Fame.


I split the wave into 32 parts - as the journey is split into 32 directions according to Google Maps - and printed this out on 32 pieces of paper. This is interesting as it follows a similar shape to the route that google maps shows as a graphic. I think this piece is reflective of “Shibboleth” which was a piece by Doris Salcedo in the Turbine Hall of the Tate Modern where a crack was installed. I think this has similar characteristics to my work. 

I like this piece because it represents something wider and with more meaning. I think this is something that I want to move away from for now and begin my experimentation in the dark room. 


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You have meeting in the hall. Tate is already here waiting for you. You took a long time for your preparing but you still think you don’t look good enough even if you look like some kind of princess. 

“Sorry, Tate. I didn’t look at the clock.” You say guiltily that he had to wait so long. 
“Oh no, it’s… okay.” Tate smile at you. “You look… Incredible.”
“Thank you, then.” You cheeks are red. 
“You are my princess, right?” He smiles. 
“Well, probably.” You laugh. You’re little bit nervous. 
“Okay, can we go, my princess?” Tate grabs your hand. 
“Sure, my prince.” 


What happened last week in the Little Dancers World! 

*Page 2 - Check out the sneak peek: 


*Page 3 - Check out the combos: 



*Page 4 - Check out the improv: 


*Page 5 - Check out the video: 


*Page 6 - Check out the solo: 


Olafur Eliasson, ’The weather project’, 2003, Monofrequency lights, projection foil, haze machines, mirror foil, aluminium, and scaffolding. Installation in Turbine Hall, Tate Modern, London.

“In this installation, The Weather Project, representations of the sun and sky dominate the expanse of the Turbine Hall. A fine mist permeates the space, as if creeping in from the environment outside. Throughout the day, the mist accumulates into faint, cloud-like formations, before dissipating across the space. A glance overhead, to see where the mist might escape, reveals that the ceiling of the Turbine Hall has disappeared, replaced by a reflection of the space below. At the far end of the hall is a giant semi-circular form made up of hundreds of mono-frequency lamps. The arc repeated in the mirror overhead produces a sphere of dazzling radiance linking the real space with the reflection. Generally used in street lighting, mono-frequency lamps emit light at such a narrow frequency that colours other than yellow and black are invisible, thus transforming the visual field around the sun into a vast duotone landscape.”