On wednesday we went to the wilton museum to look at an exhibition, it was very interesting to see the different types of artists. i found it quite hard to wrap my head around some of the art. I felt frustrated that i was not as open to the work i was looking at as i would have liked to be. The only one i connected with was Siobhan O'Hehir's Yellow song. She told us about some of her work and how there was a loneliness to them, but not necessarily in a bad way but that landscapes were very therapeutic for her. When she said this i thought about what landscapes are like for me, i get an over whelming sense of freedom, but also a sense of feeling small, like i am just a speck of dust in the galaxy. That is the only way i can explain how that exhibition made me feel. very very small but with a sense of freedom. looking at other artists work with my classmates and tutors made me feel very lost, which is strange because obviously i have been to other exhibitions before. I think what i am trying to express is i am new to this massive world of art, and seeing all these different types of art and trying to make sense of them was really exhausting for me. I was trying to find one i like, but the truth is i didn't like any of them, maybe because i am too new to understand or maybe a genuinely did not connect with any of them i don't know. i know that i am allowed to say i did not like them and that ok because art is subjective. it is just very overwhelming.
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