I do like a big crack
A couple of weeks ago, the wife and I went for a bit of a wander along the Southbank in London. It was the weekend that my dad and his brood were visiting. We left them at the Tower of London and went off for a bit of "us time". We soon found ourselves at the Tate Modern art gallery.
Every few months at the Tate they have a new piece in the foyer, and I was keen to see the latest work that had received so much press attention.
Here it is, and that's me touching a piece of modern art.


Looks impressive from above, right? Well, it's actually about twice the length of what you can see here. It's really quite awesome.


Yep, you could lose a small child in there. Now there's an idea... Indeed, there are safety officers up and down the whole length making sure no one falls in!
Of course, everyone wants to know how they did it. How did artist Doris Salcedo manage to put a fucking great crack down the length of the Tate's floor? Well, she ain't telling. And fair enough.
Every few months at the Tate they have a new piece in the foyer, and I was keen to see the latest work that had received so much press attention.
Here it is, and that's me touching a piece of modern art.

Looks impressive from above, right? Well, it's actually about twice the length of what you can see here. It's really quite awesome.


Yep, you could lose a small child in there. Now there's an idea... Indeed, there are safety officers up and down the whole length making sure no one falls in!
Of course, everyone wants to know how they did it. How did artist Doris Salcedo manage to put a fucking great crack down the length of the Tate's floor? Well, she ain't telling. And fair enough.
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