Off on our annual summer hols pilgrimage to the Yorkshire Sculpture Park, hopeful of sunshine, but instead a day of total greyness, humid air and chocolate brownies.
I love the park, the odd placing of art in such a British landscape, the gentle fuddlement after a long day of very modern pieces when you find yourself staring at a pile of logs, wondering if its art or just garden tidying and the exercise puritan in me takes a sad pleasure in calculating that i can walk 8 km if i go and look at everything.
There are all the usual delights, some old pieces that i have been visiting since my daughter was tiny – the giant human/rabbits come to mind and some and at times irritating new ones – does placing 71 steps on a hill make them art of just a useful way of getting to the top
There is a current major exhibition of the sculpture of Joan Miro, including some really interesting background on his approach to sculpture and to splendid retrospective on the work of Anish Kapoor, well worth the walk to the far away gallery and as an added bonus there are a field of alpacas next to that exhibition.
some images to tempt you
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