Dada is as Dada Does

Went to the AGO last week to see the Dada exhibit and found it rather sparse. I was peering at the shading on one of the many line drawings when a member of the braying classes was heard in full throat from across the room. We all heard her, couldn't help not... however she was very interesting. She was the grandaughter of one of the artists on show... Willi Frick. She was telling a very young sidekick how his work had been stuffed away in a potting shed in the bottom of his grandfather's garden as the Reich was on the hunt for decadent art. It sat there mouldering until Loud Woman went to pay the oldies a visit in 1967 and rootling around in the shed unearthed the treasures now on view. Some of them were very tatty looking. It made it all seem sadder than it was, as the lead artist, Angelika Hoechle had died of TB in 1924 just as she was getting up a head of steam. They all except one dropped off their perches very early. Sad little grey and white sketches of what must have been at the time cutting edge art. Looks like neat doodles now esp. with the mould spots. Enjoyed myself immensely!