Manchester Art Gallery’s New Hyper-Woke Exhibition Shows it Has Lost its Way
I am currently reading Andrew Doyle’s latest book The End of Woke. I have not yet figured out how the contents are congruent with the title but if anyone, including Andrew Doyle, thinks woke has ended, they have not visited Manchester Art Gallery.
Having picked up my umpteenth visa for China at the Chinese visa centre, and with time to kill, I went next door to the gallery which I have visited many times. I headed straight for the 18th century collection as I find the depictions of classical scenes fascinating. There is always something new to see.
On entering the main room, I was confronted by a garish yellow painted wall with a few posters and paintings on them and wondered if I had come to the right place. Turning round to view the first of the regular collection, deciding to take in the yellow wall later, all was revealed.
This was no longer just an exhibition of 18th century art, much of it inspired by the Grand Tour (think Percy Bysshe Shelley and not Jeremy Clarkson) – it was now an exhibition dedicated to ‘Rethinking the Grand Tour’. I can do no better than quote the words on the information plaque: “Beneath the refinement of the Grand Tour is a story of empire and cultural appropriation.” And there was me thinking it was just a gap year for sexually repressed 18th century upper class men of an artistic nature to sample the pleasures of the flesh – often with each other – across Greece and Italy.
The plaque continues:
As the scope of European tourism extended to the Middle East and Asia, a colonial viewpoint prevailed. Artefacts were taken back home in private collections and were later acquired by museums. Manchester Art Gallery maintained this classical fantasy, purchasing Grand Tour artworks during the mid 1900s.
Referring to the yellow wall opposite, this was dedicated to “the theme of migration, with a focus on empire and colonisation, trade, gendered experience and feelings aroused by the comfort of home”.
The posters on the yellow wall depicted Nigeria which, correct me if I am wrong, was not part of the Grand Tour. The posters “were created during the British government’s brutal rule of Nigeria – depicting the country in an overly simplified manner typical of the Grand Tour’s colonial perspective”. Whether or not Britain was brutal I leave to the experts but I knew a former Nigerian District Officer who became the private secretary to Nnamdi Azikiwe the first President of Nigeria. They maintained long and cordial relations for many years.
However, ‘brutal’ the British were, I imagine it paled to insignificance compared with the brutality into which Nigeria descended in 1967 during the civil war, always described by the BBC as the Biafran War. The war led to the first televised famine. I recall, as a child, nightly depictions of starving Biafran children with skeletal legs, grossly distended abdomens and bulging fly infested eyes. One of my French teachers was a Biafran missionary who had to flee the country. The morality of colonialism aside, I cannot help thinking things were a tad better when the British were in charge.
The yellow wall exhibit ended with the statement: “If there were opportunities for growth, people within Africa would have no reason to migrate.” Britain gives Nigeria £38 million in aid annually, but the lack of opportunities still seems to be our fault. We left an education system, an infrastructure and a system of government. Perhaps it’s time the Nigerians got on with things by themselves and stopped depending on ‘colonial’ money.
If only it stopped there. Moving to another room I came across Thomson’s Aeolian Harp by Turner. Described on the Manchester Art Gallery webpage as “a radical treatment of a well-established and popular subject: the River Thames seen from Richmond Hill” it was the focus of an attack in 2022 by Just Stop Oil protesters who “glued their hands to the frame of this painting to protest against the burning of fossil fuels”.
This information is helpfully added to the plaque about the painting. Lest the lunatics descend again and do something worse, the gallery has clearly had to genuflect to their insanity by adding: “Climate change is predicted to be the most significant driver of population displacement in the near future.” Presumably that explains the thousands of mainly young men turning up on the southeast shores of England daily.
Then Hodges’ View of Calcutta (Kolkata!) is used to explain to anyone with the will left to read it that “Art in the 1700s served as a tool of imperial power and economic conquest. The colonial migration that dispossessed local people of their land, resources and culture is quietly celebrated in such paintings.” Why, thank you Mr Killjoy.
In the midst of all this interwoven intersectionalism I felt privileged to see a very rare item. Attached to one wall, with a bench placed in front of it so that people could take a load off while contemplating this unusual artefact, was a Refusal of visit visa document. Someone had tried to enter the UK, their stated purposed being to “visit Manchester Art Gallery” but had been refused a visa by an immigration officer. The reasons given were that the bank balance provided by the applicant did not match the amount found in his actual bank account. The bank account also showed evidence of some substantial payments exceeding the applicant’s stated income which raised the suspicions of the immigration officer. I would like to think that Manchester Art Gallery is celebrating the hard work and dedication of our Border Force. But I doubt it.
Next in this dismal tour I saw from a distance a huge Union Flag and guessed that it would not be portrayed in a positive light. And it wasn’t. The poster was titled Empire Marketing and the plaque said: “In 1930 Britain dominated vast areas of the globe: around 70 countries were aggressively controlled through invasions and colonisation. Entire economies and their resources were forced to serve the polluting industries of the UK. Sustainable systems were destroyed, tens of millions died and livelihoods were made precarious. All this was justified by the British sense of racial superiority.” It looks like the staff held a competition to write a paragraph with as many woke terms as possible. According to the plaque the poster displayed “brutally colonised geographies” and “depicts the founding causes and economic relations of today’s climate crisis”.
One is not allowed to view Hylas and the Nymphs by Waterhouse, which was removed temporarily, without reading that this was done “to encourage discussion about the representation of gender, class, race and sexuality”. And to be reminded in the same gallery that many of the paintings in the section “use classical myth to perpetuate Victorian myths of gender and power”.
Even the two famous Mancunian sons, Lowry and Valette, did not escape. Nothing specific is said in relation to their work but halfway round each side of their gallery was a poster, one titled No War but Class War and the other Jive Azz Jim Crow Gotta Go. At that point, I decided that I too ‘gotta go’ and exited through the gift shop of cultural contrition.
Dr Roger Watson is Professor of Nursing at Saint Francis University, Hong Kong SAR, China. He has a PhD in biochemistry. He writes in a personal capacity.
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I avoid galleries these days unless I know in advance more or less exactly what I am in for
Same goes for most other things
My wife is an amateur artist and chair of the local art group. We regularly visit local exhibitions of paintings. Without exception the paintings are what I would consider conventional and the exhibitions are well worth attending.
My local town has an annual “Art Trail” where local retailers display examples from local artists in their windows. This is art from all to all, with no politics involved, and very modest prices for those who wish to benefit permanently for original art works.
Good point
Out across the road neighbour in the huge posh house is an amateur artist who does an annual show at home with her local artist friends and we source our Christmas cards from them
That’s mission accomplished for the people who create such exhibitions. At some point, they will have reduced visitor numbers to zero and then, they’ll gleefully burn the museum and everything in it to reduce its carbon footprint and replace it with a blue plaque stating that here once stood a shameful monument celebrating Britain’s perceived racial superiority but thankfully, it has long since been replaced by an art installation nobody can really distinguish from illegally dumped rusting construction rubbish.
Maybe
I have been lucky enough to see great art (well, art I love) the Turner rooms at the Tate, the Rothko room at the Tate, the Henry Moore sculptures at Hoglands, a Caspar David Friedrich exhibition at Somerset House. That’s enough for me.
I have told this story before but it bears repeating. I used to be a regular visitor at the wonderful Alexandra Palace and Park (itself now super woke). The very efficient ground staff noticed a big pile of domestic waste dumped under a tree and had started to clear it up when someone or other came running to tell them that it was an art installation.
Something similar famously happened in Germany with a ‘work of art’ created by the ‘artist’ Joseph Beuys. It was called die Fettecke (the fatty corner) and (as far as I know) consisted of some pieces or a piece of butter in a corner. A cleaning lady cleaned it away before anyone could tell her that it was a work of art (or maybe, despite someone told her, which would be a nice demonstration of common sense).
On my one and only visit to New York in the late 70s I wanted to see the Guggenheim, not necessarily what was in it, which sadly for me was a massive Beuys exhibition.
There is a mystery about the one large painting that most impressed me when I visited the Tate decades upon decades ago.
It was called “Night Fishing on the Mere”. I stood there transfixed by the artist’s skill in depicting a couple of hearty-looking English lads in farmers’ clothing, in a small boat on a local pond on a moonlit night, with one lamp dangling above them as they fished with their homemade rods. It was just amazing to me how the artist showed the warm reddish-yellow lamplight on their faces and clothing, and their little boat, while also depicting the cold bluish light of the moon on their backs, in the shadows beyond the lamplight, and even on the landscape around the pond.
The mystery is that when I tried to look up that painting online decades later, it showed a very ordinary couple of distant sailing ships at sea in broad daylight! I wondered whether the real painting had been squirrelled away in someone’s private collection somewhere…
Sorry I don’t know it. The “AI” tool that suggests things to me from Internet searches thought I might mean Picasso’s “Night fishing at Antibes” but looking at it, it seems unlikely. Somehow I don’t have you down as a Picasso man.
Have to disagree with you about Rothko – wasn’t there a row once when it was alleged that a Rothko had been hung upside down?
I totally understand why someone would disagree. I don’t rate him in the same way as artists from earlier eras, but I did enjoy sitting in the room they had for his huge paintings in the Tate.
I found them relaxing and pleasant in the same way as I find sitting in the grass at Hoglands relaxing and pleasant- they are classy decoration not an emotional experience that for example Friedrich is for me.
The Just Stop Oil protesters don’t have a problem defacing priceless works of art. Perhaps one day someone will find it in themselves to spray red white and blue paint over these silly plaques…
Perhaps we should set up a Just Stop Woke group and go round pasting copies of old masters’ paintings over these worthless “wokes of art”.
You’ll probably get 21 months just for suggesting that. Wrong sort of protest innit.
Genius! I’m all for this plan 👍🏻
Thank you for writing so well about the vandalism which has blighted Manchester Art Gallery and so many others. The ignorant, footling and often illiterate comments provided by the curators are bad enough, but when great works of art are evicted for dross the purpose of the gallery is lost. Of course new work should be introduced but it appears that every culture except our own can be celebrated.
Agree about the comments
They often purport to know what the artist was thinking
Is there an IQ upper limit (guessing c50) to work in Manchester Art Gallery? Facts obviously mean nothing to these zealots. The fact that they are leeching off the taxpayer is even worse.
It is the featherbedded council employees who make up this rubbish, on the council taxpayers dime.
You have got to do something to justify your just-scraped-by degree in social science or psychology.
I’d complain to someone official that I came to visit a gallery of historic paintings I happened to like and didn’t volunteer to have a crash course in politically rewritten history – and rewritten by laypeople – forced onto me.
Art gallerys exist for the pleasure of visitors/ customers and not as opportunties for political indoctrination by jobsworths and it’s important that the people who believe otherwise understand that they’re not serving their customers well if they forget that or think it’s a matter of lesser importance.
Most art and culture isn’t woke, it’s just that the woke stuff gets so much attention, but ordinary people don’t support it.
It wouldn’t get any attention on its own. That’s why it’s always piggy-backing on something people are really interested in, cf the recent case of the new ‘foreword’ for 1984. The content of that is really just this foreword. The novel is just a trick to get people to pay for that and possibly, even read it.
The clowns who now run Manchester Art Gallery are the same entitled imbeciles who force great JW Turner to posthumously give prizes to talentless nothings for draping a giant doily over a 1980s saloon car or pickling a cow. Main stream art is well and truly dead.
I feel the same, but in a way you’ve got to congratulate modern “artists” for their ability to fool pompous gallery owners by getting them to fawn over rubbish. Tracy Emin is a notable example: she submitted her flea-ridden scratcher as “art”, having pished away all the grants made to her for the purposes of producing a thought-provoking piece, and then managing to get pretentious champagne-quaffing “experts” to gush all over it.
Fair play, says I.
Thanks to the DS for this very enjoyable article from Dr. Watson, showing the astonishing depths to which the Communist/Fabians will stoop to Destroy Western Civilization, and brainwash Ethnic Europeans = White People into cheering on their own extinction.
Leo Kearse showed this in a photo of a sea of crazed white hands lifting a dinghy full of Fake Refugees at Glastonbury, at 5:01 minutes into his video:
Bob Vylan declares war at Glastonbury. “I Heard You Want Your Country Back?” Yes, I do.
That photo reminded me of the shock of watching the London Olympics ceremony years ago, in which a young Ethnic Indian girl walked upon the kneeling backs of White Britons in order to enter a red double-decker Routemaster bus. Does anyone remember that cringeworthy scene?
I don’t remember that but I can imagine. As for Manchester Art Gallery I find the section with this sentence in it extraordinarily absurd: “In 1930 Britain dominated vast areas of the globe: around 70 countries were aggressively controlled through invasions and colonisation. Entire economies and their resources were forced to serve the polluting industries of the UK…” It is hugely depressing that someone has these ideas and that such ‘thinking’ is fairly prevalent. The following comment was in the Spectator in response to the recent conflict between India and Pakistan: “7 May 2025, 8:45am Spectator User “And so another bloody conflict arises out of the toxic and shameful legacy of British colonialism. While the British continue to coast along on the proceeds of their blood-drenched slave-mongering opium-pushing empire the descendants of those immiserated continue to pay the price. With ‘reparations’ having been made a dirty word by the rightwing press and xenophobes peddling hateful narratives around immigration, post-colonial communities resident in Britain are feeling under increased assault. Britain’s role in the current tragedy should not be to hector and lecture South Asians but to offer them direct assistance and refuge. As a nation proud of its founding by migrants… Read more »
I used to enjoy visiting Manchester Art Gallery when my daughter was at University there. I’m glad that was a while ago and so I have no reason to visit now and can remember it from the good old days. While woke is clearly not yet dead, the impending bankruptcy of Britain must hold some backlash for the woke mob?
I had that Pliny in the back of the cab once..
Whenever possible these woke eejits try to potray us in a bad light, and this is another example, when it closes down from lack of visitors, well they’ll moan about that too.