I'm not a summer person (today the weather is dark with threat of storms).
Tuesday was almost a busy day. I say almost because as usual I finished work at eight am. I got to watch the sun rise and it was a beautiful display of pinks and reds. I wished I could have photographed it, but six thirty is not the time for photographs, it's the time for working.
I'd already arranged to meet Rebeka for lunch in Bexhill so after farting around on the internet I showered and dressed ready to get the train. I did very well in not spending money in Rebeka's shop and didn't blow the budget on my food. Little successes. Lunch was a mozzarella, tomato, and pesto ciabatta with chips from the Caffe Roma. It was very tasty and exactly what I needed for breakfast/lunch after a night shift. (Hello carbs and don't judge me for eating my salad before taking a photo).
Once that was done and dusted I ventured to Murmurations Gallery, and then the De La Warr. All the shows I saw were pretty spectacular in their own ways, but my heart was stolen by Fiona Banner. I'll write more about Banner's show at the De La Warr, but I want to say that it is so nice to see a show that references the obsession that so many artists have. It's the obsession that drives our investigations and ultimately creates the works.
While in the gallery I had a wonderful discussion with a member of staff on how we relate to artworks and how we view artworks. Contemporary art, at times, is becoming more 'instagramable' which opens it up to a whole new audience who might not previously have visited an artwork, but do for the perfect picture opportunity. (Think Kusama, think Shrigley). Anyway, that's a whole other think-piece for another time.
It was on leaving the De La Warr that the weather began to turn, as always I was unprepared for this, and so my plan of taking lots of photographs was thrown out the window in favour for getting home and into some pjs.
If you follow me on twitter you might have seen that since re-watching series one I have been most up for giving it a go myself. If you don't know (or didn't click the link), Hunted is about 14 people going on the run as fugitives for 28 days. The fugitives are hunted using CCTV and all the up-to-date technology we have to catch those on the run, such as drones (!!!), number plate recognition, phone pings, and the like. There are certain rules the fugitives have to play by, and it is very exciting. As someone who has repeatedly had flights of fantasy about running away and starting again with a new identity this is excellent fun to watch and I'd really like to think I could do the 28 days without being caught.
Truth is I'd probably last all of 24 hours.
National Treasure is a bit darker, and although we've only had one episode it's definitely one we'll be discussing at work. The four-part drama is about a semi-famous man being accused of rape. It looks like it's going to get really uncomfortable and I am interested to see how it all plays out, especially since Jimmy Savile is still so prominent in people's mind.
I spent the rest of my afternoon drawing and doodling (of which you only have one photo) and eating chocolate buttons, because once you've been up over 24 hours, the brain turns to mush.