Sliding Doors

I took my children to London last week and we called in at the Tate Modern. It's one of our favourites places to visit down there, but to be honest we were a bit disappointed: like the place had lost its way. The Tate Modern was where I first learned what modern art was all about - taking everyday objects, looking at them in a different way and making a statement or triggering a feeling that you wouldn't normally have.

But then we got to the Sliding Doors. Just like the sliding automatic doors you get as you enter a shop on the high street, but a whole series of them like a corridor. And with mirrors in them instead of glass. What a feeling! Just like in life the doors open, and then they shut again and you see yourself coming the other way. Sometimes a whole seris of them opened together as people walked through and you got a glimpse of the future. Then they shut again and and the future became a mystery once more as you were trapped back in your little cell.

It's not often that a piece of art seems so real and so powerful. And of course we get used to seeing everyday objects used in imaginative ways - so the artist has a hard job on his hands. But this time he hit the spot with me - well done!