The following words are by Oliver Topple, taken from his blog; http://olivertopple.blogspot.com/
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Last Tuesday was the grand private view of Socle. I got there early to check out the space and was pleasantly surprised. Despite edging on the wrong side of derelict, the place had been scrubbed thoroughly, and the flattering opaque roof-windows filled the space with delicate but wealthy sunlight.
I marked out my spot, so my dimensions could be sprayed on, and installed my work. The floor was cold and damp, and the building home to a number of pigeons, all of which were to add to the piece - I returned at the weekend, and i was happier with the piece now it had undergone the treatment only such a space could lend.
The rest of the show was good; and the strict curation dictated an aesthetic to the exhibition that really took me by surprise. Perhaps exhibitions on the whole are laid out in such a way as to lay subservient to the majesty of the work; with varying spaces around each piece being in in/direct relation to its notoriety/value. Socle certainly wasn't; which was refreshing, since it didn't seem to forcibly suggest anything in its place. All the work felt like it had been given prime spot, and could be enjoyed independent; something in my opinion, important to any large-group show.
A step taken back, and the room looked like an installation in itself, with vibrant works seemingly floating above the dull grey floor; think Cornelia Parker in colour.
Ultimately the whole thing worked, and I am really proud to have been a part of it.
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