A quick 48 hours in London to catch up with some old friends and reacquaint ourselves with the old city. Tacita Dean @ Tate Modern Man I wish I had made it to see Fiona Banner at Tate Britain though. Brick Lane Graffiti
“Moi?” It’s quite likely that I have been to France in the region of thirty times. I have canoed the Ardeche, the Tarn, the Loire. I have frolicked on the beaches of Normandy, of Bordeaux, and of the Mediterranean. I have carved snow in Corchevel, Meribel, Tignes, Val D’Isere, amongst others. I have taken in…
Since we will both be travelling a fair bit in the near future, Nikki and I decided to make a break for the border and head down for a weekend away in Taichung – Taiwan’s second city. The bigger spaces, cleaner air, better weather and more relaxed pace makes for a good get-away location. That,…
Somehow this photo seems to freeze frame a few of the individuals at large in Austin. It must be noted that the guy was using luminous paints to capture his scene.
Andy Warhol at the CKS The latest ‘hot’ exhibition to visit in Taipei is th Andy Warhol retrospective at the Chiang Kai Shek Memorial Hall (at least, I think they changed the name back from ‘Democracy Memorial Hall’, when the DPP were pissing around with changing names of historical monuments). I suppose I am not…
I LOVE THE TATE MODERN. Every time I go it just manages to blow me away with its scale and scope, and yet with its openness and refreshing lack of hautiness so common in modern art galleries. I love seeing the tourists’ faces when they come upon the Turbine Hall. No doubt, they have been…
Today was the first day off I had in a week and a half, so I planned to get up, head to the train station and go and find my self of ‘real’ China. Unfortunately, that plan was dashed by the cleaning lady at my door this morning, indicating I had slept through my alarm…
I had a nice day trip to Juming Art Museum on the north coast with Klara (Swedish girl who sold me her scooter… and it turned out she was a designer… and well we got along ‘very well’). The day was more like a Californian spring day (I imagine) and for once the air was…