BRUTAL
Last night I got the chance to see an exhibition called Brutal with my good friend Mel. After stopping in at a couple of stores and snagging a bargain each we were ready. Sadly I took us the complete wrong direction to start with and we ended up at McDonalds. Once we had refuelled and Mel had checked a map, we were once more on our way to what we expected to be a pretty cool gallery. Turns out it was being held in the basement of an unused and dilapidated office block. It was dark, damp and fairly oppressive. There were trashed rooms, hidden corners, interactive areas, huge video installations and real life performances. I was impressed by the different mediums used and it was a pleasure seeing the photographic work of Estevan Oriol in the flesh. It would do the exhibition an injustice for me to try and describe how it made me feel in there. Also it may well affect people in different ways. For sure some aspects were haunting, some inspiring and some captivating. If you wa