Water of Leith
After being asked several times, “Have you been to Dean Village?” we struck out today to see what all the fuss was about. Perhaps if you were in a city other than Edinburgh, Dean Village may be worth the hype.
If you go to Visit Scotland, you can read more, but if Dean Village was a bit underwhelming, the approach along the Water of Leith Walkway was certainly compensation.
Everyone knows what happens after drinking lots of tea and coffee. Dean Village may be big on charm, but it is also short on bathrooms, so we booked it to the nearby Scottish National Gallery of “Modern Art.” Call me an ignominious, but I simply do not understand “modern art.”
You enter one gallery and it’s dark. There are two screens facing each other, one to your right and one to your left. On the left screen plays the video a woman making random vocalizations. Facing her on the right screen is a dude making equally nonsensical sounds. Apparently they were “harmonizing” with each other. It may be easiest to imagine two owls hooting at each other. Weird! Basically, we had to get out of the room before the pair drove us crazy.
There was a canvas painted with an orange square, which apparently meant something very deep; a leopard-print upholstered chair with a matching tail attached to the back; and two pieces of colored wire strung from one wall to another that were apparently an exhibit. Deep!
There were a few fun pieces like Salvador Dalí’s Lobster Telephone, and some paintings that didn’t require a plaque to describe what the artist was trying to say. If the artist has to write an explanation in order for you to have any clue what the hell they were thinking, then…
Which is not to say I left the museum uninspired. I made my own “modern art” that is certainly every bit as good as what I saw on the walls of this museum. Here is my art:
At the end of the day, the museum gave us a lot to mock and laugh about and that was certainly worth the price of the free admission.