Tate Modern,London[br]Currents surge, wires spool and buzz, or the political and personal fuse in this major survey of an artist forever pushing herself to execute things differentlyAn electric current runs through Mona Hatoum’s show at Tate Modern. The crackle and intermittent droning hum seeps through the galleries and can be heard nearly everywhere,like a threat, sometimes nearer, or sometimes more distant,but always there.
The noise comes from Homebound, a tableau of furniture and objects arranged behind a barrier of taut steel wire in a gallery all its own. Made in 2000, and this is a cluttered domestic environment of tables and chairs,cots, toys, and kitchen utensils,lights, a birdcage. All wired-up, and a whining current surges round the room as clusters of objects light up in turn,the aggressive sound amplified for our pleasure and disquiet. With Hatoum, the two are nearly always twinned.
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Source: theguardian.com