Living a little at last..

So I took the post I made the other day to heart and finally made my visit to see the Tate Modern, something I’d always put off because firstly I thought I would eventually go with somebody else. After that person made a rapid exit from my life I assumed I would wait until somebody more suitable came along. Then I guessed I would go with somebody/anybody when the opportunity arose. Two years later and still waiting I think maybe it’s the time to give up and move on.

So I bit the bullet and toddled along by myself. I won’t lie and say it wouldn’t have been better without someone else’s opinion to compare with, but I still enjoyed it. I’m not sure that I will ever get behind the extreme abstract/surrealist stuff but there was plenty there I could appreciate. Some of the sculptures were simply immense (like the ones below), some of the paintings were.. Just rubbish. I guess art is all taste and interpretation but no matter how the guide suggests violence is inherent in a red square with a blue triangle I don’t get it. Also a dozen squares of bright paper bear no more resemblance to a squirrel than they do a trombone.


I didn’t take a lot of pictures because it was a fair fight just to see the things in the first place – it was stupid busy while I was there. I did get a couple of interesting ones but the perspective from a camera doesn’t capture the feel of any of them as well as actually being in front of it (that and I’ve only had the camera for a month – give me a break)





Anyway I ultimately enjoyed myself – it did me good to break the routine and I shall be doing it again in the near future – probably the Aquarium next time. Again something I would have preferred to do with somebody else, but beggars can’t be choosers and I’ll be entertained enough that I don’t care (especially if there is an octopus).

To lower the tone a little the highlight of the trip may have been the unbelievably attractive French lady on the train on the way home.. What an accent on top of everything else, I definitely should move to Europe.

Oh, and to finish, I purchased myself a little present. After watching “The Art of Russia” on BBC3 a few months ago and being spellbound I couldn’t resist.


The art from the start of the revolution was so powerful and evocative, and I find the social critique behind constructivism fascinating.

Anyway that’s enough from me for the day – I am absolutely pooped after all that walking and contemplating (and the bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon with dinner)!

One response to “Living a little at last..

  1. I love these. In my opinion the key to taking a good photo of someone else’s artwork is to approach the piece from an angle that a visitor wouldn’t – get in close or shoot from the side, and that’s exactly what you’ve done. It’s great to see the details that you would otherwise ignore, like the pins keeping the red squares on the wall.

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