Something I've always tried to do is visit as many art exhibitions as I can. Whether local artists in the town library, or big, internationally important, exhibitions in London or other major cities, the more I can see the better! Since the Giorgio De Chirico show at the Tate Gallery in 1983, I've managed to attend some great ones; El Greco at the National Gallery, David Hockney at the Royal Academy, The Group of Seven at the Dulwich Picture Gallery. In 2002 it was Paul Klee at the Hayward Gallery on London's Southbank, and yesterday, 11 years later, a second Paul Klee exhibition, this time at Tate Modern.
I suppose I'm a bit unrealistic hoping there won't be too many people in attendance, there's always the dream that the gallery will be empty and I can spend long minutes gazing at each artwork, but sadly it was swarming with people and the various rooms were packed! Crowds gathered around the paintings and it was all a bit hectic and slightly frustrating! But seeing Klee's incomparable work again was a joy! The colours were so much more vivid and mind blowing than they appear in books or on screen, and I came out feeling not only overwhelmed by it all but also the sense of how my own work is so bland and uninspired in comparison! Maybe we all should visit these shows, if only to stop ourselves getting inflated ideas about our own importance! They have much to teach us artists, these great names from the past!