Frieze

The most exciting part of my day at Frieze occurred before I had even finished getting lost in Regent's Park trying to find the entrance to the fair. I was asked to have my photograph taken for fashion student's project. As much as I was embarrassed about having to describe my style, the lovely girl fulfilled a secret dream of mine; that someone would have style envy over me! Yay!

Okay so on to art. I think three things really affected my Frieze experience this year. The first being my never ending flu, the second would be the Recession - which is probably the most over used word of 2009, and the third is the fact that last year was my first ever time at Frieze, so it was always going to be a challenge to re create the excitement I had felt.

Frieze is huge. Bigger than huge. Ginormous!!! For this reason I obviously cannot comment on every piece, let alone every gallery. What I can do is write about what I loved and what I didn't love so much. My favourite piece was by Damien Hirst at White Cube. There lay a large glass case full of perfect silver knives, scissors, pliers and other instruments of torture. The items were lined up with such precision only befitting a psychopath. It was sickeningly seductive. A rush of excitement bathed me as I imagined Patrick Batemen lining up his tools, ready to commit his crimes. The piece was titled 'The Night of the Long Knives' which was even more thrilling especially considering my unrelenting obsession with World War Two.

Another favourite piece of mine was 'Big Fan' by Marc Flood. The transition from Stalker to Audience captures the voyeuristic nature that is so highly prevalent in today's society. Magazines and reality shows reign supreme and the mystery of the celebrity that existed fifty years ago is non existent. The stalker is placed in the minority and the audience in the majority, but is the gap between the two so large anymore? It is probably an obvious observation to make and perhaps Flood's work isn't groundbreaking but it presented an interesting idea and in a flood of art, caught my attention.

So much more to comment on, Tracey Emin's commissioned Neon, the clocks piece, the club with a violinist and my introduction to Susan Collis but alas sleep beckons, so for now..Adios x