In
2007 I was sitting in a bar in Venice after a tough day spent looking at art in
The Biennale! All-around us local drinkers had this intriguing orange drink I
had seen 2 years previously, after asking I was introduced to Aperol and
continued to drink it until I moved onto
Campari and fell in love with its robust bitterness rather than a syrupy sweetness. I am now, thanks to Loick
@pre_phylloxera on a journey with Cynar, apparently the next/new/latest
thing, its herby bitterness is like Suze or Campari had a child but the
herbyness is strong. The weekend saw a great walk from the Thames Barrier to Greenwich
– which includes nice/odd pubs, post-industrial, hyper tourist, lost and found spaces.
Seeing the dome and the millennium sculptural commissions close-up was
interesting and a document of the so-called big ideas involving pomp and government.
But they are obvious landmarks, along the walk intimate riverside beach spaces connecting
to the river and carved out by individuals told more interesting human narratives.
Managed to get into the west end to check out a few shows – Nancy Spiro’s
delicate drawings at Frith Street, Marian Goodman projects had some bold, dark,
narrative objects. Window shopping in soho got me obsessed with knitwear from
wood wood and trainers by Salomon. Meanwhile onto screens -
I am not the
easiest man – nice idea but with a twist.
Mr Harrigan’s phone book –
nice idea but not fully exploited.
Inside Man – nice idea made nicer
with the addition of Stanley Tucci.
Bad Sisters – what a tragic ending, but
we all knew it was going there….
