This weekend, the Caravan Gallery is parked round our way. It’s a tiny, mustard coloured, 1960’s van complete with dead pot plants and battered gnomes outside. Inside it has brown nylon curtains and just enough space for two adults and three children. The little table has a collection of ‘Is Britain Great?’ tourists guides, and the white walls are covered in images of Britain the tourist board would rather you didn’t see. Some of the pictures were very funny, others rather sad, like the derelict, vandalised fairground or Brighton Pier sinking into the sea. It reminded me of the work of Martin Parr, one of my favourite photographers.
The children enjoyed the exhibition, Dickon’s favourite being a toy bunny dressed up as a vicar, but a lot of it went over their heads, thankfully. Eve chose a picture of sticks of rock as her favourite, I’m glad she couldn’t read the tiny letters running through it, as the words were entirely unsuitable for a seven year old.
The artists have also created a hilarious range of postcards featuring tanning salons and wheelie bins, which are far from the usual thatched cottage shots. The Caravan Gallery is travelling around the UK to locations rural, urban and suburban. Check out their site to find out when they will be near you.