More mummy than a Tutankhamun Exhibition
On a freezing cold Wednesday afternoon, Janie and I hiked to Bankside to see the Yoko Ono Exhibition.
Here is a link to the Exhibition Guide.
We liked the participation elements of the show and threw ourselves into those with reckless abandon.
Mucking about inside a black bag…or rather, “performing Bag Piece” as I should properly describe it, seemed like my idea of fun…
…until I realised that I needed to get up again and get out of the bag…
Then on to an exhibit where you can draw (and/or photograph) your companion’s shadow on the artwork.
Then on to the refugee boat piece for some more graffiti art
Janie was then horrified to learn that our next contribution to Yoko’s art required us to eulogise our mothers.
And in the new swanky bar on the river side of the Tate Modern…
…a message in a bottle of ginger beer.
We enjoyed our afternoon. Shame about the rush hour journey home, saved by dint of using the Elizabeth Line westbound instead of the Central.
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