31st October 2007
Wednesday 31 October 2007
Sunday 28 October 2007
An Evening in the Pub
Sunday 28th October 2007
Wetherspoons, Victoria Station.
A glass of red wine and vegetarian chilli - civilised end to a civilized day! (maybe the ‘Jamaican-something’ was a glass too far … and the dessert not the best plan of the day… and just a slight stress of not having brought the flight details for the morning – but as our travel disasters usually go – that’s nothing!) … Off to Canada in the morning!
Night!
Wetherspoons, Victoria Station.
A glass of red wine and vegetarian chilli - civilised end to a civilized day! (maybe the ‘Jamaican-something’ was a glass too far … and the dessert not the best plan of the day… and just a slight stress of not having brought the flight details for the morning – but as our travel disasters usually go – that’s nothing!) … Off to Canada in the morning!
Night!
An Afternoon at Tate Modern
Sunday 28th October 2007
“Sometimes is hard to tell the difference between art and…“. And indeed sometimes it is! … But just occasionally, it reaches beyond the mundane, the uninspired and the pastiche…
The gallery of ‘Material Gestures’ exhibited a true sense of political and aesthetic antagonism towards tradition.
The ‘Poetry and Dreams’ exhibition included some of the most fantastic pieces of surrealism … (despite Frances Bacon … and those film shows of ants and confetti(!)).
‘Idea and Object’ … Yep, we get the idea of negative space, minimalism and conceptual art – thanks! … Perhaps though we have now entered the realm where there is no longer any reactionary purpose; that aesthetics are valued beyond reality, and that reality itself is merely transitory…
The final gallery we visited was ‘States of Flux’. … Cubism, Futurism and Vorticism… Tate (Post)modern! … otherwise known as – ‘we still have quite a few Picassos that we haven’t hung yet’. This exhibition leaves you with a sense of apathy towards contemporary art – or maybe our feet were just getting tired by this point! – Time to follow the breadcrumbs (orange lamp posts) back to Southwark Tube Station and then to a pub!
“Sometimes is hard to tell the difference between art and…“. And indeed sometimes it is! … But just occasionally, it reaches beyond the mundane, the uninspired and the pastiche…
The gallery of ‘Material Gestures’ exhibited a true sense of political and aesthetic antagonism towards tradition.
The ‘Poetry and Dreams’ exhibition included some of the most fantastic pieces of surrealism … (despite Frances Bacon … and those film shows of ants and confetti(!)).
‘Idea and Object’ … Yep, we get the idea of negative space, minimalism and conceptual art – thanks! … Perhaps though we have now entered the realm where there is no longer any reactionary purpose; that aesthetics are valued beyond reality, and that reality itself is merely transitory…
The final gallery we visited was ‘States of Flux’. … Cubism, Futurism and Vorticism… Tate (Post)modern! … otherwise known as – ‘we still have quite a few Picassos that we haven’t hung yet’. This exhibition leaves you with a sense of apathy towards contemporary art – or maybe our feet were just getting tired by this point! – Time to follow the breadcrumbs (orange lamp posts) back to Southwark Tube Station and then to a pub!
Holly House, Victoria, London
Sunday 28th October 2007
It turns out that we are actually in the Alexander House Hotel – 5 hotels on the road being owned by the same group. The stars are certainly in the minus numbers for this one! But it would be hard to beat for convenience for the station! – and I suppose you get what you pay for… 
It turns out that we are actually in the Alexander House Hotel – 5 hotels on the road being owned by the same group. The stars are certainly in the minus numbers for this one! But it would be hard to beat for convenience for the station! – and I suppose you get what you pay for…
Manchester to London by train
28th October 2007
So, the adventure starts here...
A wet, early start, getting the train from Manchester Piccadilly to London Euston (only to find out that the train actually does stop at Stockport… but at least we had seats!). A smooth but uneventful train journey (albeit at little squashed!).
So, the adventure starts here...
A wet, early start, getting the train from Manchester Piccadilly to London Euston (only to find out that the train actually does stop at Stockport… but at least we had seats!). A smooth but uneventful train journey (albeit at little squashed!).
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