Tuesday, 5 February 2013
Walking into the main gallery with "Model" a wall of steel faces you, leaving you guessing where the actual piece is before realising after gaining perpective you can view the mass of steel as a resting"gullivers travels"-style body lying on its back. The body itself is the labyrinth of darkness and smooth metal. Not at all daunting or unnerving, you walk into the body through a single entrance at the far end of the room. When I went it was almost empty and soothingly still. I ventured around with confusing levels of height and width I used my hands (perhaps rebelliously) to feel my way into the main ventricle of the piece, quite chapel-like, light peered in at different dimensions. I find myself in a slightly meditative state, not closely inspecting or even observing but a definite engulfment in space and atmosphere.
The use of the body has a strange comforting affect whilst navigating around the inner maze. I found Gormleys use of materials and dimensions the perfect balance of estrangement with the relativity of the human form.