There is always going to be that fine line in between amazing and weird when it comes to contemporary art and thats exactly what i found at MoCA. The building itself is beautiful, with a direct view of sydney opera house and the harbour bridge, and the outside exudes art, from giant flashing arrows to words scrawled on the pavement. It is a gargantuan gallery, with walls made of thick cement and nothing else to give it a minimal feel.
As you make your way through the gallery the work skips between odd to beautiful - a wall full off pencil drawings of faces is amazing, i loved how the drawings were slightly off centre. However just before you get to these drawings you walk past of model version of spider man facing a hairy face that is morphing out the wall (see pictured below with james, rightfully looking bemused). Whos to say that isn't art though? Personally i wouldn't have it in my living room but that doesnt mean its not artistic.
One of the most frustrating things about contemporary art is that its hard to see any message. When it comes to older art, take the Renaissance, the messages are almost always clear, but nowadays I feel like curators are desperately needed as a gateway between the artist and the viewer as a sort of translator. As much as i LOVE looking at a room full of objects painted yellow, I want to know exactly what I'm looking at.
The museum was interesting to say the least, and after going it's made me associate CONTEMPORARY with COLOURFUL, which i think is understandable given the pictures below!
Oh, the photos were taken by my wonderfully talentes friend James, who runs the blog The Final Cut. Go!
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