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Nov. 23rd, 2008
Yesterday and today
Nov. 23rd, 2008 04:08 pmYesterday afternoon we went to Tate Modern to see the Unilever exhibition and the Mark Rothko "Late Series". I was a bit disappointed in both.
The Unilever is a series of futuristic tableaux at the opposite end of the Turbine Hall from the doors, separated by strips of translucent coloured strips hanging from the balcony. When you go through, there are a series of steel bunk beds, two-deep, lacking mattresses, some of which have books laid on the mesh bedsprings. There is a dinosaur skeleton in one corner, a movie loop in another corner (science fiction), and Louise Bourgeois's giant spider Maman, Alexander Calder's Flamingo, and some other sculptures scattered around. I found it disconcerting. Others may find it not so disconcerting.
As for Rothko, I guess I'm just a philistine. I don't see anything useful or beautiful in his canvases. Apparently one is hung upside-down but I couldn't tell which. Luckily we are Tate members so we didn't have to pay to get into this one.
The Starbucks in the new office building across the street from Tate was open (every other time we've been there it had closed before we got out of the museum) and we had our usuals. Then we walked home and that was about it for the afternoon.
We went to the Indian restaurant in the shopping centre with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
spwebdesign in the evening and were, yet again, disappointed. The okra (according to all reports; I don't eat the stuff) was old, my chicken was disappointing (the chunks were too big) and they wouldn't provide us with a pitcher of water...instead we had to ask for glass-by-glass refills. Teejus in the extreme.
Today is also a pain. Good sermon at St. Matthew's, but nearly 20 minutes long. We had pasta with red pesto sauce for lunch...very good it was, too. Then I was going to the gym, but it began to bucket down rain and HWMBO told me not to go out--so protective. He's in the living room watching re-runs of episodes from the first and second seasons of the X-Files. I'm sad, as I'm blogging instead of doing something useful.
The Unilever is a series of futuristic tableaux at the opposite end of the Turbine Hall from the doors, separated by strips of translucent coloured strips hanging from the balcony. When you go through, there are a series of steel bunk beds, two-deep, lacking mattresses, some of which have books laid on the mesh bedsprings. There is a dinosaur skeleton in one corner, a movie loop in another corner (science fiction), and Louise Bourgeois's giant spider Maman, Alexander Calder's Flamingo, and some other sculptures scattered around. I found it disconcerting. Others may find it not so disconcerting.
As for Rothko, I guess I'm just a philistine. I don't see anything useful or beautiful in his canvases. Apparently one is hung upside-down but I couldn't tell which. Luckily we are Tate members so we didn't have to pay to get into this one.
The Starbucks in the new office building across the street from Tate was open (every other time we've been there it had closed before we got out of the museum) and we had our usuals. Then we walked home and that was about it for the afternoon.
We went to the Indian restaurant in the shopping centre with
spwebdesign in the evening and were, yet again, disappointed. The okra (according to all reports; I don't eat the stuff) was old, my chicken was disappointing (the chunks were too big) and they wouldn't provide us with a pitcher of water...instead we had to ask for glass-by-glass refills. Teejus in the extreme.Today is also a pain. Good sermon at St. Matthew's, but nearly 20 minutes long. We had pasta with red pesto sauce for lunch...very good it was, too. Then I was going to the gym, but it began to bucket down rain and HWMBO told me not to go out--so protective. He's in the living room watching re-runs of episodes from the first and second seasons of the X-Files. I'm sad, as I'm blogging instead of doing something useful.