Why did it take me so long to get around to posting this, you ask? Well, I took about 300 pictures at the exhibition and the tedium of uploading them finally happened today as it’s a holiday [fight capitalism in the name of MLK!]. The agony of sorting just a few to post here (see the rest on FB if you’re there):

“A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees.
He whose face gives no light shall never become a star.”

I headed down to London just for the day, taking the Caledonian Sleeper. It might have been a better experience in the actual sleeping part of the train. I figured it would be like sleeping on a plane, but there was no leg room really and the chairs were rock hard. It was mostly empty going back to Scotland, so I could spread out on two seats but even then there was no way to get comfortable. Also massively dehydrating. It was, however, cheap.

I had juice, water and two kinds of tea with breakfast and began to feel better. Enjoyed a leisurely breakfast in St. Pancras (not much in the way of choice at Euston) because you do get into town early. And I got to see three exhibits in a whirlwind day: getting my money’s worth in that Tate membership in one fell swoop.

There’s still Dora Maar and Nam June Paik to share too…