We attempted to see this show last week but turned up too early – they don’t open till 11.00. But I’m glad we made the effort to try again this week.
I like this gallery, always pleasant & helpfull and providing interesting shows – this one fits in nicely, although I wasn’t sure what to expect after viewing the neon light installation at the door (somehow neon doesn’t do much for me). As you pass through the maze of dimly lit rooms there are great, mind-boggling things to see – I defy anyone not to be fascinated by the spinning cup of tea/coffee on the table downstairs, or try to figure out how the photo-based imagery glows and changes as you walk around them. But my favourite thing is in the small room downstairs – but for that you need to visit!
The weather makes all the difference – and today has proved it.
When it’s sunny and the temperature is comfortable it’s easy to slow down and enjoy life, a walk into town with a short stop for coffee and a toasted sandwich at one of our favourite breakfast haunts we began to rummagie around the antiques market in Covent Garden – successfully purchasing more old photos, a fistfull of 1920’s German Marks & a selection of bone dice – all in aid of our fast approaching solo show at The Crypt Gallery, Euston (BERLIN-A Forgers Tale).
The weather played an important role today – providing a relaxing pace to wander and source the material for the work and open our eyes to the things happening around us. Our next stop – Soho, where we walked straight into a film crew preparing for a 1950’s/60’s based scene, the whole road was full of antique cars and odd looking characters in period costume – we shffled into an antique magazine shop and came away with a couple of 1930’s French cinema mags!
Time for another coffee, but this time it came with cake and a nice view of St. James’ Park – full of flowers, tourists, pigeons and geese.
Refreshed and eager to get back to work we headed for home via Westminster Abbey where we met an excited old eccentric preparing for a ‘royal watch’ experience (Commonwealth Day), then stopping off at Tate Britain for a spot of Picasso before a long walk along the river in our great Spring sun.