Fishing for some visual inspiration I found my-self at The Whitechapel Gallery. Today was the last day of Mary Heilmann’s Looking at Pictures. Apart from Little Mondrian (1985) by Matisse from Private Collection, nothing caught my attention for longer than few minutes. But then again, abstraction was never my thing, unless in writing. Continue reading Brick Lane treasures
- Let’s go to Yayoi Kusama exhibition, at Victoria Miro?
- What time shall we meet to avoid the never ending queue we faced last time?
ALL THINGS MELLOW IN THE MIND.
A SLEIGHT OF HAND, A TRICK OF TIME. AND EVEN OUR GREAT LOVE WILL FADE. SOON WE’LL BE STRANGERS IN THE GRAVE. THAT’S WHY THIS MOMENT IS SO DEAR. I KISS YOUR LIPS, AND WE ARE HERE. SO LET’S HOLD TIGHT, AND TOUCH AND FEEL. FOR THIS QUICK INSTANT, WE ARE REAL.
Enjoyed a very British conservative Saturday morning with The Guardian and BBC Archives: Women of our Century-Series 1: Paule Vézelay.:
Germaine Greer: I don’t know how that is that an artist decides upon the value of his work. And how do you decide that your painting is worth this or that amount of money? What criteria do you use?
Paule Vézelay: To tell you the truth I never know what price I should put on my work, I just make a sort of guess. What I think, it is worth. Continue reading Paule Vézelay, master of line
The other day, over the lunch, Fantastic Man asked me maybe I would be better back home? I stopped for a moment in search for words.
- Are you trying to get rid of me? – I double checked.
- No, I‘m not, but it looks like it‘s not working for you…
Maybe it wasn’t perfect lately, maybe I got caught in my little routine and snoozed a bit too long in oh so comfortable comfort zone, but how dares he assume, that London and my-self stopped working? Continue reading Happiness Means Being Close to the One You Love
If you are around Oxford Circus for the last days of SALE, take a break and pop to The Photographers’ Gallery for a cup of coffee and a glance at Saul Leiter works, a collection of shots from New York streets and fashion photography masterpieces for Harper’s Bazaar as well as some of his sketchbooks.
There are little things I would wake up for at 5.30am Sunday morning, but Ai Weiwei exhibition at Royal Academy of Arts was totally worth the sacrifice.
Due to the high demand for the last week the gallery was open twenty-four hours a day with talks, performances by opera singers and other activities. Continue reading A walk through China