Blah Blah Flowers

Tate Modern's Turbine Hall is a bugger to design an exhibition for, more often than not the artists have failed faced with the space. Dominique Gonzalez-Foerster is added to the list of miserable failures with a collection of several dozen blue or yellow bunk-bed frames and a radio that, when I listened to it, seemed to be tuned to Stereolab FM, your station for 24-hour edgy Frenchpop.

What possibly marks Gonzalez-Foerster below the other artists is that at least they created their own work for it, rather than pinching the creations of other people. I really tried to look at this as applying the same process to art as one does to remixing music but Louise Bourgeois's Spider was already pretty big, and here in person recently too. It smacks of a desperation to fill the space, which 'Maman' and 'Flamingo' do, but Gonzalez-Foerster's own work doesn't begin to address the void it has to fill.

Labels: art, Flickr, London, Tate Modern/Britain