Showing posts with label weekend worries. Show all posts
Showing posts with label weekend worries. Show all posts

I overslept

(no children)

woke up after the central heating had turned off, there was noone her to have lit the fire and turned on the new electric radiator - the house is freezing

the only thing to do is make the most of the hot water (the only benefit of being here when the children aren't) and then go out and try and find somewhere warmer to be

I'm thinking that might be going to see the exhibition I passed over the other day

I'll let you know later
if I did and how it was
in the meantime
I hope you're not shivering

culture

(the bit on the left)
(ignore the part of the right,
it's a tad miserable)

I walked the length and breadth of the museum, to find the room with the painting I wanted to see. . .
.
The Day Dream
Dante Gabriel Rossetti
(1880)

I sat in front of the painting and admired it and thought about day dreaming; to get to the room with the painting, I had to walk thru a hall of sculpture. . .

before walking thru the scultpure hall, I walked thru a gallery of glass, both very very old and quite modern pieces. . .

the museum is full of beautifully appointed rooms, galleries and halls, each themselves filled with objects of beauty; and - as importantly - it also has a rather fab coffee shop, in which I had a lovely break; and - similarly important - a rather wonderful gift shop. . .

seeing as the V&A is famous for its collection of various books. . .
.

HENRI MATISSE, 'Jazz', Paris, Teriade, about 1947
binding by PAUL BONET, 1952

and examples of lettering. . .

'Concerning the Honour of Bookes'
MC OLIVER
(1950)

. . .I bought this:


from which this is a page. . . and this is another. . .

(and on the way around, I listened to this) (and while we're doing alphabets and graphics and all manner of colourful things and all together now, let's do this)