Nice bit of monochrome in one of the stairwells at the Science Museum yesterday.
We went to see the Robots exhibition which made us all realise how amazing we humans are, rather than the other way round.
This was a huge sculpture in the main museum that I had no time to do more than take a picture of.
Oomoo caught running after our lunch - tut tut.
Strangers on the stairs.
3D "projection kit" from the gift shop. Kind of worked.
On the way to Nana's for Sunday dinner. I was too hungry to take any more pictures. The End.
a great documentary about the National Gallery on DVD, as I was too tired to go out on an art expedition myself. The film is three hours long, with no narrative, no talking heads and no voice over. It felt just as rewarding to watch it as it would have been walking around the gallery in person. I've been there plenty of times, but it was really interesting seeing what happens behind the scenes, especially in the restoration department. Last week I went down to the National Gallery to have a look round again, finding the art that had been featured in the film as well as snapping pics of my fellow visitors. Most large museums and art galleries here have free admission, which is lucky, as it's great to be able to re-visit gems like these over and over again. So maybe I should stop moaning about how crap London is now, eh?
How do you deal with winter? Every year it rolls round I feel life drain out of me, and I find it hard to get anything done. I basically hibernate and wait it out, not forcing anything. This winter has been much better than last year's, as I've learnt to accept that this is what happens (to me), and that I don't need to feel angry or guilty about it. It will pass. And now, just as it's getting lighter for longer, a little warmer and the trees are budding/blossoming, I'm starting to feel my old self creep back. Now I manage to drag myself out, topping up on all the things that I enjoy; meeting friends, running in the woods, going to museums and carrying my camera again. So this picture symbolises exactly where I am right now, ready to face the world again, and hopefully getting shit done.
After living in London for 24 years, the city is finally starting to grate on me. It's too big and too crowded, and I'm getting tired of it. A move to the countryside is not an option as we are city people through and through, and I'm sure this fatigue is probably more due to it being February than anything else. I hate this month so much! It's only redeeming feature is that it's short (it should be even shorter if you ask me). Last Sunday we went to Kew Gardens, and we usually don't bother going in the winter as there's not that much to look at. But being there I realised what a tonic it was, for all of us. The kids love it and we grown ups get to catch up, as we all walk about 10km, without complaints. If we ever moved away it would be one of the places I'd miss the most.
During a leaf-throwing fight, which is like a snowball fight, but with leaves. We need more snow in this country.
The boys having a cardboard tube duel. En garde!
Enjoying feeling small under some trees in Kew Gardens.
We weirdly all have the same head size in our family of three. Very handy when you forget your own hat.
When you ring the door bell at Halloween and you get more than you bargained for.
Went to space in early Nov. It was so cool! Or maybe this was Guy Fawkes night... You decide.
Uncle and cousin and Oomoo snuggles in the new Turbine Hall installation.
Facing the fear and doing it anyway.
Buddy surveying his land, keeping his eye on the local bird and squirrel population.
Happy New Year! May 2107 be, uhm, reasonable? Kinda trying to not be a Debbie Downer about what shit times we live in, and how it's probably going to get worse this year, but hey ho... Onwards and upwards, yeah? And yep, I'm still behind here on the ol' blog. One day I will catch up... So me and the Oomster spent a few days in Stockholm in the beginning of September, catching up with friends and family. I finally feel that I got over my issues with going back there, which is a huge relief as Oomoo loves it there, and we should really go way more often than we do. Especially as he goes to Swedish School on a Saturday morning which he really enjoys, so I've got to strike while the iron is hot! There is no logic to these pictures, but let's just say that they are little vignettes or something - deal?