Untitled Spaces

The London borough of Camden is as varied as it is huge: Covent Garden to the South, the tourist-trap market in its north and my location one night in its neglected middle. 

My mate Andy has been working with a friend on a project called Untitled Space. It's aims are noble, myriad and best described by the man himself. In a nutshell, they take empty, unused spaces and make them useful in interesting ways.

That night an old tailors had been converted into a gallery of sorts, smack-bang in the middle of a huge Camden estate. 

Several artists had work on display for people to peruse and, if inclined, purchase. There was a Dutch auction: bids put in under (or over, if you fancied) an asking price that slowly slid downwards over the lifespan of the gallery. Best of all was the where local kids had done their own (not for sale) pieces, egged on by enthusiastic curators keen not just to put on a poncy 'no-locals-please' event. It felt laid back, quite spontaneous and dead interesting. 

There are more London events planned soon. Word has it that jewelry, photography and a ping-pong contest will nestle alongside art and photography, all battling for attention. Hoping and, if this night was anything to go by, succeeding doing something a bit different to the usual, largely profit- or promotion-driven pop-up shops that are dotted over London like urban acne.