It took me all morning to get out the door - I started a little sewing project that will be revealed in due course (it's a present and has a long way to travel) - but on the way to the studio, via a slightly different route, this had me stumped:
The aim with "tree pits" is usually to plant nice things around the tree ... but as it's a dead tree, perhaps an upsurge of weeds is totally appropriate. As for the floral crown, it's probably getting lots of organic impetus from the rotting wood?
After not-long-enough at the studio it was off to the V&A for the Friday Late.
I was after "the buzz" rather than any specific activities - meeting a friend, seeing lots of late-museum-goers in all their fashion-able variety, getting ears blasted by music in several places,
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| Cool music in the courtyard |
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"This Hair of Mine" - a nuanced portrait of African
women through the connecting thread of hair, in "the
room that is all cupboards" (rm 110) |
We did spend time in the Jameel Prize gallery, and the shop, but mostly it was a chance to drink and chat in an "interesting" place. Hurrah for museums that provide this sort of evening - it's part of the whole new image. (Fewer items on display, often - but more going on.)
Walking home from the tube I came upon lots of blue lights, big trucks, and bystanders -
... and hoses in the street, and eating and drinking carrying on as usual, just a Friday night in the 'hood -
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