I visited the Tate Liverpool’s Keith Haring exhibition this week, and took the attached photographs.
This is the first staging of Haring’s work on this scale in the UK. Given that his work is EVERYWHERE, from socks and film posters, to Lacoste polo shirts, I half expected to be underwhelmed, due to the nature of desensitisation that often comes with over saturation. Alas, I needn’t have worried, with the show a genuine triumph, and as great an advert for Walter Benjamin’s The Work of Art in the Age of Mechanical Reproduction as ever I’ve seen. It’s a powerful, moving experience, and one that I would wholeheartedly recommend one takes in prior to the show closing in November.
