When I was at Tate Modern recently, I went into the space of the turbine hall. I wasn't overly impressed by the installation by Richard Tuttle, but I was very pleased to see the ghost of "Shibboleth". This was an installation by Doris Salcedo - maybe not so much an installation as an "exstillation", the removal of part of the floor to create a vast crack in the substance of the building.
It was a very powerful piece: the absence of matter.
When it was finished, the crack was filled in, and some of the floor slabs were replaced. But in places you can still see where the crack ran, like a ghost of the original artwork: the absence of matter is filled, removing the art but leaving its memory.
It was a very powerful piece: the absence of matter.
When it was finished, the crack was filled in, and some of the floor slabs were replaced. But in places you can still see where the crack ran, like a ghost of the original artwork: the absence of matter is filled, removing the art but leaving its memory.