Met K for an early brekky at Lantana this morning where we both had our first bubble and squeak, as well as our first black pudding, served with pear compote. I must say, I didn’t mind the latter as much as I thought—it is surprisingly more appealing than scrapple everyone eats back home. Also enjoyed poached eggs and rocket on sourdough, seems to be my standard at Lantana. Cheers, it’s Friday!
“I want people who don’t understand art to understand what I’m doing.” —Al Weiwei
Lesley and my sister Cat visited us in December, but as I quickly followed them to the other side of the pond, I got delayed in sorting Ldn photographs. Clockwise: Ai Weiwei’s porcelain sunflower seeds—purchased by the Tate, according to reports on my birthday (you must watch this) / Lesley inside the sculpture aligned with the Tate Modern / London’s tallest structure (in the making) juxtaposed next to one of its oldest—the Tower of London, built in 1078. PS, it’s still raining, hence a grey theme.
Today my baby brother is 26! We all used to be taller than he. Here are some pics—through the years—I dug out of a family album. Top left was 21 years ago, I can tell by how many front teeth he was missing. Next to it is a comparison to present day. I think he likes the gift I gave him today—a set of quoits! Happy Birthday, bruder Benny! And tomorrow, to Julianne and Grant, too. XO
Loving Melbourne, Australia-based artist Kirra Jamison. Yummy bits and bobs and colour combinations—varying from screenprint to vinyl to gouache, ink and pen. These selections taken from her series Total Control, Cut Outs, and Love Me Two Times.