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Hayward Gallery

  • Art
  • South Bank
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  1. Hayward gallery entrance (Morley von Sternberg)
    Morley von Sternberg
  2. Hayward gallery architecture (Jonathan Perugia / Time Out)
    Jonathan Perugia / Time Out
  3. Hayward gallery architecture (Jonathan Perugia / Time Out)
    Jonathan Perugia / Time Out
  4. Hayward gallery at night (Sheila Burnett)
    Sheila Burnett
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Time Out says

After closing for a two-year refurbishment, the South Bank’s greatest heap of concrete brutalism thankfully reopened its doors last year. The refurb has brought light spilling into its spaces, and the programming – Diane Arbus, Lee Bul and Andreas Gursky, among others – is as brilliant as ever. Plus, Prince Charles really, really hates the building. If that doesn’t make you love it, nothing will.

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Southbank Centre
London
SE1 8XX
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Tube: Waterloo
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Mon, Wed, Fri, Sat, Sun 11am-7pm; Thu 11am-9pm
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What’s on

‘When Forms Come Alive: 60 Years of Restless Sculpture’

  • 4 out of 5 stars

Can stone flow? Can metal ooze? Can hardness be rendered soft? I mean, generally, no. But artists are alchemists at heart, always trying to enact some kind of magical transformation, so they’re not going to let something like solidity stand in their way.  This show looks at 60 years of artists hellbent on the impossible: creating sculptures that ooze and bulge and throb and breathe. It’s all bodily and undulating, implying movement and growth and change and guts.  Artist duo Drift’s silk lampshades rise and fall from the ceiling as you walk in, pulsating like jellyfish. Teresa Solar Abboud’s airbrushed constructions look like the limbs of some impossible being that’s got itself stuck in a rockface. Marguerite Humeau’s futuristic society of socialist insects is familiar but uncomfortably post-apocalyptic. It's like walking into an alien aquarium, filled with creatures your brain can’t quite process. But things are human too. Holly Hendry’s twisting knots of metal ducting look like freshly plucked guts, Eve Fabregas’s overwhelming, giant intestines are throbbing and literally visceral. All these sculptures look fleshy, porous, squishy.  All these sculptures look fleshy, porous, squishy Other works deal more directly with immateriality, like Ruth Asawa’s hanging structures which seem to have somehow made soundwaves permanent, or Michel Blazy's tower of scaffolding which burps out huge sheets of foam.  The concept of the show is a bit too fluid for its own good though. It’s hard

‘When Forms Come Alive’

Wibbly, wobbly, lumpy and bumpy; the Hayward’s first show of the year will be all about organic forms in sculpture. We’re talking fluidity, curviness, blobbiness and tactility in the work of artists like Franz West, Phyllida Barlow, Holly Hendry and Eva Fàbregas. This big, ultra-focused group show approach is often what the Hayward does best. Prepare for ‘promiscuously proliferating’ sculptures about ‘the poetics of gravity’, whatever that means.

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