This weekend sees the end of the turner contemporary’s period of eroticism, there is already a sense that things are getting floppier.
The Kiss has gawn and there is an exhibition called “Tempo para Respirar” in front of the widow where the mirrors and stripes were, so not the Paris Metro of the 60s but something ropey and psychedelic, it would seem.
I have been out and about today, my day off, and I have been trying to learn to use the camera on my new smart phone, so here is the link to the pictures I took with it http://michaelsbookshop.com/laptop912/id5.htm
Apologies for the pictures being all muddled up, I forgot to put them into order before I copied and pasted the the contents of the file on to the internet.
As you can see from the watercolour at the top of the post, you are unlikely to find my artwork on display at the gallery.