Showing posts with label elephants. Show all posts
Showing posts with label elephants. Show all posts

Saturday, 15 September 2012

September 15th

 

scarlet seamstress works

from the beating heart outward

hare formed from fine twine

It was the last weekend of Animals Inside Out at the Natural History Museum. I popped down early on Saturday to check it out.

I’d previously been to see Gunther von Hagens' Body Worlds exhibition many years ago when it first toured London. I have a both an admiration, yet a certain ambivalence to his work. I guess, and preposterous as it sounds, despite my love and support of science, there is still some deep seated superstition within me which makes me uneasy around death. Especially when the corpses (plastinised or not) are playing flippin’ tennis or something equally mundane.

Luckily, there wasn’t a giant squid playing tennis against a bull in this exhibition. It was educational, with a real art aesthetic that made you gasp and look deeply. The animals all had died of natural causes, but it still made me sad to see such magnificent animals displayed in this way. The elephant seemed especially haunting somehow. Not because von Hagens had done anything wrong, it just seems sad that so many animals are at threat of extinction and soon our knowledge of them will be driven from travelling sideshows such as these.

The pedestals with the small animals, such as the Hare below were beautiful. Every capillary captured. The tiny tracks of where blood once flowed.

Pic from the Sun

I also popped next door, to the Science Museum, where they had an Alan Turing exhibition. This is Alan Turing year, it would have been his 100th birthday. What a genius. What a sad story.

Thursday, 9 February 2012

February 9th

Well, what a treat (?!), two Haikus today. I popped into the Grant Museum of Zoology after work. There’s an interesting exhibition on animals creating art, I’ll  post about that on my main blog.

But the Haikus today are about two things:

- Some primate skeletons watching the visitors from their high vantage point in the gallery, skeletal CCTV (old Charles Darwin lived on Gower Street).

- And a model of an elephants heart, on average these are an incredible 20 - 30kg’s in weight.

 

Grinning gallery,

Guests of the clergyman’s son,

Old bleached relatives,

Dust kicked, wise eyes weep,

Beneath grey furrows, her hide,

Blood pulses. Slow. Deep.