Like many people, I hated them then, and I still hate them now, half a century later.
Which is to say: I like the idea behind the shift from the horizontal to the vertical, because new perspectives are always worthwhile; but I dislike the bland, empty nothingness of the bricks, which make their barely meaningful statement in such a grey voice that it devalues even the small amount of point it may have.
And in truth, if they were not placed at a point in the gallery where you risked tripping over them, it would be easy to walk right by them, and assume some construction work was about to be undertaken, and the contractors had brought in some of the materials, and then go and wonder if the fire extinguisher on the opposite wall was just a fire extinguisher or itself a piece of art.
Paint the darned things, Carl!
Give them some life by giving them some colour!
Bring out the purpose by forcing the eye to look at the art, not at the obstacle in the path.
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