Friday, 3 May 2013

Cylinder II, Leo Villareal

I spent an hour this afternoon enthralled at the Hayward Gallery's Light Show, which was like a magical playground. (Although I still don't think it will prove as memorable as the beautiful Dan Flavin exhibition at the Serpentine some years ago.)
It ends spectacularly in Ólafur Elíasson's timeless garden of 27 fountains, with droplets of water playing and jumping like liquid diamonds. It is impossible to describe, so disorientating that you feel you might pass out - and utterly beautiful.

6 comments:

Lucille said...

I didn't want to leave that exhibit.

mary said...

It was beautiful, but I coulldn't have stayed much longer, I felt so dizzy, Lucille.

Toffeeapple said...

I think that my head would have been reeling within minutes.

mary said...

It wasn't all like that, Toffeeapple.

Lucille said...

I was mesmerized perhaps would be a more accurate way of putting it.

mary said...

It must have been interesting for you, Lucille - I'm thinking of your lovely photographs of light/shadows.