Recently I joined two yummy mummies and their lovely offspring at the Pompidou Centre. It was snowing outside and what better way to entertain kiddies but with indoor activities and a splash of culture to boot? We paid our 13,00€ entrance fee and decided to start our visit with Matali Crasset’s “Blobterre” installation in the Children’s Gallery.
A new world concept dedicated to encouraging exploration, creation and imagination, the Blobterre follows it’s own logic as to how a new world could be created using its own systems, vegetation, inhabitants, smells, and sounds.
A map of the Blobterre was provided at the entrance and we started our journey through this other world, learning about how it functioned as we did.
First off, we were directed to a space where we were to make our Blobterrian outfits from dangling cloth and gather food before we headed to more surreal quarters like “recycling nightmares to make compost”, “produce energy to create optimism” and “prepare magic potions” (transparent tubes and flashing lights abound!)
Fantastic for stimulating curiosity and imagination, the kids were encouraged to observe, touch, spin, pull, smell, listen, and jump on the different sections of the installation (not common practice in a museum!) I have to admit I loved every minute and the girls were having a whale of a time freely running around this original space.
We continued the running around theme with Le Silence des Bêtes exhibition on the lower ground floor. The pièce de résistance being Peter Kogler’s “Untitled, 2012” video installation of an invisible labyrinth for giant white rats, projected onto the floor. Although meant to be a study of communication controlled by media, we had more fun simply chasing the rats around their artificial maze!
We then continued upstairs to the permanent exhibitions, which probably wasn’t such a good idea on our part. Having experienced a morning of un-prohibited interactive art, the girls found themselves confined to the classic silence and no touch policy that reigns in all museums and galleries worldwide.
However, the silence was quickly broken when one of the little ones clearly critiqued Zilvinas Kempinas’ “flux” as “a load of rubbish”. General hysteria all around was not highly appreciated, nor was the fact that another one of our girls mistook a piece of art for a chaise longue (which it was!) Needless to say we got told off but hey, at least our girls were demonstrating authentic interest in today’s masters of contemporary art!