Pipilotti Rist’s exhibition at the Hayward Gallery, still lingers in my thoughts, as a swooshing, jangling, fruity and juicy residue. Dimly lit, glowing, with scatterings of soft cushions, people quietly walked amongst the videos or lay sprawled in clusters, broken only by an uncontrollable outburst of laughter from time to time. There were moments when you were immersed in the video, walking through white curtains, which circulated you into a centre, or could sit or walk through video projections. The video, no longer a rectangle on the wall, but bent around objects, such as a glass sphere inside a handbag or hidden inside a model of a room. I think I need to go back one more time.
28th september to 8th January