I happened to be at the Tate Modern yesterday, the day the new Turbine Hall installation opened. Mere mortals weren’t actually allowed into the Turbine Hall, as it was press preview day, however we were able to poke our noses upto the glass and observe the arty types pontificating over a big crack in the floor, which was entertaining in itself.
Ifor slept through his first visit to a gallery, which is a shame as I think there’s lots of art in the Tate Modern that fit the criteria for baby toys; bright colours, abstract shapes, black and white contrasts, objects from nature, like this picture, Leaves and Shells.
