It’s small; it’s not smart; there’s no Internet constantly pinging notifications; no one’s going to steal it; it was cheap; it’s a social embarrassment; there’s no Internet to look up mapping, bus / train times; it’s not big.
If you balance the camera on a wall to take a night-time picture with an exposure of 4 seconds, it’s imperative you wait for the 4 seconds to elapse!
On a late-afternoon walk along London’s South Bank, and before darkness descended, we came across blocks of a melting iceberg outside Tate Modern. Shipped all the way from Greenland by the artist Olafur Eliasson, the short-lived exhibition is intended to show the reality of climate change.
I’m fairly pleased with the night-time images as well as a couple of the ice rink at Somerset House.
What a terrific novel this is – I raced through it in a couple of days.
A first novel, written 20 years ago, it’s the story of a US president’s extra-marital affair involving a young couple working in the White House. It’s about power rather than politics and is an easy, well-written tale. Fabulous.
I’m on the lookout for his two later novels – I think I’ve tracked down one of them.
If I had known that Polesden Lacey was closed due to a power failure I might have delayed eating that banana and kept it for my lunch.
I came across the Swedish artist Carl Larsson and thought I’d share his bright, colourful works.
His family home is now a museum and more of his work can be found using this Internet search.
