Material Collectivites respond to Michael Landy’s Saints Alive at the National Gallery in London.
Saints Alive, was, for me, a disappointment, but one worth a bit of thought.
It’s funny — I loved the show. It was playful and surprising and smart and I stayed for an hour and a half.
My visit to the Landy exhibit in the National Gallery was, like Asa’s, tinged with some disappointment, but it was also infused with enthusiasm, as was Karen’s.
I recently had the enjoyable opportunity to see two rather visceral exhibitions, back to flayed back.