Walking into the silver galleries at the V&A after being asked to take part in the Friday Late series, took me straight back on board the ship to Antarctica… too much, too beautiful, too impossibly bright and shiny. It stopped me from looking. There could only be one possible response. Sometimes by taking something away do we only truly see it.There is also more to the silver galleries than the silver, I wondered when the last time someone walking through here looked up at the paintings and ceiling above the cabinets?
