Elisabeth Mahoney 

Mirror’s Edge

Mirror's Edge, a broad, vibrant sweep of an exhibition, is a different sort of touring group show. Tramway is its only UK venue. It has avoided prestige art-world locations in favour of places overlooked by the establishment - Umea in Sweden, Vancouver, Turin and now Glasgow. The location becomes part of the exhibition - a tactic to flag up a dialogue between insiders and outsiders, the powerful and the marginal, and the politics more than the poetics of space.
  
  


Mirror's Edge, a broad, vibrant sweep of an exhibition, is a different sort of touring group show. Tramway is its only UK venue. It has avoided prestige art-world locations in favour of places overlooked by the establishment - Umea in Sweden, Vancouver, Turin and now Glasgow. The location becomes part of the exhibition - a tactic to flag up a dialogue between insiders and outsiders, the powerful and the marginal, and the politics more than the poetics of space.

Peter Spaans shows video footage of the "unknown" cities they have already toured to, while Meschac Gaba's sprawling Museum of Contemporary African Art (a house plant grows bank notes, nuggets of gold glisten next to wooden building blocks) makes a commemorative plaque for each venue.

One of the dialogues curator Okwui Enwezor sets up is between established European and American artists, and the work of artists based in countries and cities often overlooked by the art system. What this means is the chance to see some stunning work by Thomas Demand (photographs that manage to be the frosty side of chilly and deeply seductive at the same time), Steve McQueen's Deadpan, for which he won the Turner Prize, Yinka Shonibare's Victorian Dandy photographs, a wall of kooky images by Raymond Pettibon and an installation by Thomas Hirschhorn. This is crammed full of makeshift furniture made from ironing boards and plastic chairs.

It also means some moments of thrilling discovery and contrast. The understatement of Ceal Floyer's work meets the grand gesture that is Sophie Tottie's vast wall-painting, the stillness of Hiroshi Sugimoto's photographs of empty auditoria clashes with Isek Bodys Kingelez's carnivalesque architectural model in tribute to Jean Nouvel. Carlos Garaicoa mirrors a city skyline in a table of crystal, while the sound of Henrik Hakansson's crickets that greet you as you enter the gallery (real crickets, in an open-top glass case) chirrups through the place. As we move from one to the other, the exhibition makes its point: who we are is only where we look from. How all this is changing through globalisation is what we get a sense of here, peeking from the mirror's edge.

Until April 15. Details: 0141-287 3900.

 

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