Observe and record my route through the space


Feelings and behaviors as I observed the space
Opening the large doors leading into Gallery 3 was a little like being Alice in Wonderland. The oversized door made me seem small in comparison. I also felt a sense of wonder as I walked through viewing the numerous large exhibits, wondering what each one is and means – and to the right a view directly into Gallery 4. The first few seconds on entering the room felt like decision time, which way do I go first? I was soon taken to looking up by the ceiling/light instillation, it’s depth, shapes and patterns had an impact on me so I spent some time looking up and analysing the ceiling before really spending time looking else where. I have always been attracted by pattern and symmetry so I felt a real pleasure that this ceiling/light instillation was an integral part of the building, and although it could be modified, would not change with exhibitions.
The angled walls and sharp corner in this gallery intrigued me. Interestingly I felt that I wanted to get right into the corner. Was this the aim, to pull me in, to make me feel I had to go in the direction of its point? I enjoyed this element of the building, I liked that it was out of the ordinary.
I tried to take a methodical route around the galleries but I don’t believe there had to be a method, although on one theme each instillation and series of art works spoke from themselves. With pieces around the walls as well as within the room I believe I could take any route I pleased, I did not feel restrained to one particular route.
On each of my visits I found I spent most time in Gallery 4. I felt like I could really breath here and also relax and spend time. On my second visit I was aware that this was due to increased ceiling height and the natural light which entered the gallery through the huge window and large roof panel. It seemed that when I walked into this gallery I opened my lungs and took a huge intake of breath, then relaxed and enjoyed being in the space. I was comfortable in this room, with it’s natural light, white walls, natural wooden floors and a place to sit and take time. It really felt that my body and mind was given the opportunity to de-stress.
To enter gallery 2 you must exit gallery 3 back into the foyer/reception area. when these spaces are hosting different exhibitions I can see that this works as a clear line of distinction. As all 4 galleries were utilised for the one exhibition it felt like an unwelcome break and I was a little annoyed that this barrier was in the way, rather than a doorway directly into the space.
Gallery 2 felt entirely different from 3 & 4. The white walls had gone, as had any natural light as the roof panels had been covered over. The room was painted in dark green and blue, which felt cosy, snug and almost luxurious but I also felt a sinister, menacing feeling. This was partly due to the music from the film which was being shown and the strange and curious instillation’s encased in the cavernous space. A doorway leads from gallery 2 directly into gallery 1; without thinking about it I walked around the space from wall to centre to wall again, taking in each piece until I naturally came to the doorway having taken everything in.
Through the doorway I was provided with another new experience. The space once again had the white angled walls, corners and bright light, although not natural light. This time there was no added sounds, only the hum of what I imagine was a ventilating systems. The art work in this space consisted mainly of magazine/paper articles and a lot of it. It was a smaller space in which there was a lot of tables displaying written material and banners hanging from the ceiling. I immediately did not feel as comfortable in this space as I had in the others. The hum felt like an acoustic void, which strangely made me feel like there was a lack of intimacy because I could hear what those who came to the gallery in pairs or groups were saying. The space between objects had also changed, now there was less space and so much information to look at. The space became over whelming and I no longer had that relaxed welcoming feeling that I had in the other galleries. Previously I had just thought the space and the layout of art works as somewhat unwelcoming. I have however considered the content of some of the articles on the walls, which were not all easy reading/viewing; an image of a dead women from an illegal abortion, articles about women’s battle for representation – perhaps I was not meant to feel at ease in this room, perhaps I was supposed to feel the tension and the lack of freedom.
Sound within the galleries had quiet and effect on me but it was not until I came into gallery 1 that I realised the positive effect the noise in the other galleries had. I felt like it cocooned me and allowed me my own little space where I could walk around, not having to hear what others were saying or hear noises from outside. The sounds in the other galleries were audio from films and music piped into the space as part of the exhibition. In gallery 2 a corner of the gallery had been set up like a small cinema; darkened, with seating and extremely loud music to a strange film full of close up images of parts of the body, eye balls and many other weird objects and substances. Sitting in this darkened space being blasted with loud music and large images really heightened my senses, suddenly I was aware of a pain which I had not thought about for a while and I also smelt a scent from my scarf which I hadn’t noticed before?
I believe this contemporary art space achieved its aim with its changing atmospheres which made me experience; security, pleasure, ease, edginess tension, being unsettled and awareness.





















