Sunday, January 24, 2016

Not in this way


The photograph I published few days ago was made at Vivian Maier's  exhibition, on stage till the end of January at Fondazione Forma, not far from the central Piazza Duomo, in Milan. I hurried to send out that picture of my son, laying on an armchair and clearly bored at the end of the exhibition path, together with an equally distracted man as an anticipation of what I'm about to write below. Facts are that I'm busy enough in this first quarter of the year that I nearly forgot about my blog and comment my latest photographic experience. 

After reading about Vivian Maier's photographs being shown in Milan, I gladly accepted to modify my ordinary Sunday program and get on a train to reach the overcrowded city center. I was so eager and excited to see her pictures that, talking with my family at home, I convinced them to come with me and see it, notwithstanding the icy winds sweeping the town these days.

I regret to note here that, after visiting several exhibitions all around the world, this one turned out to be disappointing as never before. If I only could, I would claim my money back. The first warning sign was a rude and presumptuous clerk at the entrance that, pretending to regulate the flow of people queuing at the door, treated us all very badly, with no real reason beside exerting an exaggerated and distorted interpretation of his tasks. A clear example of what is also said: "The power of the powerless". My wife even undertook a useless discussion with that "man in black" and for a while we were about to turn our step back but the will to visit the exhibition was greater than the "disturbance" caused by him.

Unfortunately, the worst still had to come: a hundred of prints put up on the walls of two small rooms with no apparent logic; small spotlights placed in some cases at eye level and causing annoying reflections everywhere; more than one hundred people crammed inside at the same time, surpassing each other in the attempt to gain space and a position good enough to watch the picture before the someone behind them pushed in; a small and unreachable (for the number of heads tossing before you) monitor, where some of Mrs Maier's Super8 takes were supposed to be on display; no explanations, timelines, background notes and just two seats to let the visitors take a break.

We came out of the exhibition completely upset, persuaded to have wasted our money.
I don't want to add more.







1 comment:

marco eugenio said...

Sono d'accordo con te Tiberio. Pensare che la fondazione Forma allestiva mostre così belle nello splendido Spazio che aveva in Piazza Tito Lucreziio Caro, presso il Deposito ATM Ticinese. Ora quello spazio è degnamente occupato dal MAC della mia Orchestra Verdi. Tornando a Vivian Maier è un peccato che abbiano mortificato una così grande autrice. Io ho visto invece la sua mostra a Nuoro, se cerchi sul mio blog trovi un post. Al MAN di Nuoro è stata invece una magnifica esperienza.