JOHN PIPER & THE IRANIANS

 It's probably a first- John Piper and the Iranians together in one sentence. They came together for us last weekend in visiting two separate exhibitions. John Piper, known most famously for his massive stained glass window at Coventry Cathedral, also painted the mountains of Wales. The National Museum currently has an exhibition of these paintings on show until May 13. His use of light is sometimes compared to Turner. After seeing the explosion of colour and light through his window the previous weekend, most of these paintings appear dull and drab in comparison. After a failed first marriage, he married a Welsh woman and lived in North Wales and Pembrokeshire but painted landscapes in Mid Wales too. The paintings of the North Wales landscape are more interesting- full of weather and atmosphere, high rocky edifices plunging into deep black pools.  Splashes of light thrill the eye and the imagination as you walk around the room.
      The Ffotogallery in Penarth currently has a 'must see' exhibition on until May 12. Entitled.'Bi Nam' it is the first show in the UK representing the work of a group of contemporary Iranian photographers.  The photographic and video content explore the cultural and social life of modern Iran with an emphasis on religion, gender and identity. At the preview the staff had run out of time to put the names of the photographers by their work and in the catalogue photographers' gender was not mentioned. As most of the work focused on women's experience and this show is about identity, it would have been interesting to have known the artists' gender. Do men portray Iranian women in this exhibition differently from the way women portray themselves? I would have liked to have some insight. The photos and video are very beautiful. There's a lovely series of women's faces from their noses to their necks, with the focus on the knot of their scarf and the hollow of their neck. I also really enjoyed a video of a woman dressing to go to market as we follow her around her home, and then as if the camera is a child holding onto her coat tail, we follow her around the market as she shops. But many of the photos left me feeling sad-images of loneliness, of empty days locked in the house, women as prisoners in their own homes, observers of life outside.