Grosvenor Hill, London W1
I got lost looking for the Gagosian Gallery which is presently showing the Last Paintings of Howard Hodgkin.
Well, not exactly lost. I did manage to find Grosvenor Hill OK, but then proceeded to walk straight past the gallery without a second glance.
Eventually, by retracing my steps, and by process of elimination, it had to be the big modern building on the corner.
Gagosian Gallery, London W1
As the title suggests, I took this photograph in Berkeley Square, London. The “FRAGILE” tape was around a metal grille, attached to a metal door of a very strong looking metal cabinet.
But it is fragile.
Handle with care!
I took the train up to London on Saturday, and for a fleeting moment, as we sped past an allotment, I saw this shed and hastened to do a sketch of it whilst it was still fresh in my mind.
I thought it kind of appropriate (as England were playing Belgium for 3rd place in the football world cup that day), and somehow quintessentially English, to have attached the St George’s flag to a garden shed in the middle of an idle allotment, somewhere in the south east of England, as the sun shone brightly.
At least one thing I could be sure of drawing this person – he couldn’t see that I was drawing him!
The nose seemed quite alert though…
This is what I need! Perhaps we all do.
A Personal Trainer.
Come on you fellow commuters, hop to it: first of all we will jog up and down the carriage, then do star jumps in the aisle (5 sets of 15), weight lifting our briefcases and rucksacks up to the luggage rack and down again 10 times, and then hold the plank position until the next station.
After that the new guys can do a session whilst you take a breather – a kind of relay. Up for it?
It’s a hot day, and it looks like she has succumbed to the inevitable. Sleep has overcome her.
The advert above this guy on the train advised us to “Top up our work/life balance.” I’m not quite sure what that means.