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Hurvin Anderson @ Tate Britain // Bad Review
Hurvin Anderson exhibition at Tate Britain badly reviewed.
I’ve never met Hurvin Anderson, but i am sure he’s a cool guy/ I went with my partner and my son to Tate Britain for Easter and i visited both Constanble and Turner and this one and C&T was super boring because I am too ignorant and because i just do not feel it (except for Turner’ pieces when he was old when he probably thought “My Godness that’s boring, and started painting very trippy beautiful stuff). Anyway, Hurvin Anderson show was a blast. Maybe because i am also an immigrant and his sense of nostalgia it’s something i can really rely with, or maybe because he’s really a painter whose technique shows “ I can do it very very well, but i won’t in some parts, and it will be blurred and it will be nuanced, and i will let you in my world and mind, but also leaving space for you”.
It’s like the painter wants to show you those beautiful Caribbean landscape, and wants to show you the heritage he comes from, the Windrush and all, but ultimately he’s from Birmingham pretty much and - as he said - at a certain point he’s romanticinzing it a little bit. and nothing wrong with it, i do it all the time, that’s fine. it works so good. I particularly liked the barber series, which reminded me of that play in the barber shop which depicted the barber culture in the UK (London), and it was played at the National Theatre, i do not remember the title, and Anderson does it with such a clever angle, that it makes you want to enter in the shop and have an haircut yourself. It was great to see Malcolm X and Martin Luther King on the mirror of the shop as an haircut example, that was brilliant, and poetic, and how easy it is to make a statement sometimes doing something simple like hanging a picture in the right place and you have something to say.
This show starts and ends beautifully; at the beginning with a gigantic portrait of his sister and niece - taken from an old photograph - and again it’s all blurred - and you can see that, and it says that being the sister an immigrant this sense of not understanding where you are, because she wasn’t “home”, but at the end if the day, where “ home” even is? and then in the last room you see this very long panel that should recreate the experience of walking in a street in the Caribbean, with street art and colors and stuff, and i found it so immersive and interesting.
I would recommend visit this show. it genuinely makes you feel like you want to know more. in the meantime, i am sharing some pics, way to go, Hurvin!
