There goes my early night. Ah the joys of Calea…
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Friday, October 28, 2005
No one proof read this ad, did they?
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So, last Sunday evening me an' t'other went to Kew to see the glass by Dale Chihuly. Due to a fuck-up with the underground, it took us a lot longer to get there than we'd anticipated, but it was well worth it.
Chihuly's glass is amazing. Just amazing. I had a hard time knowing quite what my reaction was. I tended to oscillate between 'Wow, that's beautiful' and 'How the hell did he do that?' with the occasional 'That must have taken forever to do!'. There are some amazing photos of it on Flickr – look out particularly for the night photos.
Made me wish I had a decent camera, instead of the old Ixus v3 I have, which is losing its ability to focus in low light conditions (where low light = anything inside). Have a few more pressing expenses to cover first, though, before I start looking at new cameras. Like rent.
Anyway, if you haven't been to see Chihuly, you really should go. In fact, I need to go back in daylight and take a look at all the glass we missed because we got there late. It's a bit weird – I used to go to Richmond and Kew all the time, and never seemed to find the time to go to Kew Gardens. Guess it was too much on my doorstep.
chihuly, dale chihuly, kew gardens, glass, art, sculpture
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Friday night. The rest of the world is probably out on the lash, but I'd rather curl up on a sofa somewhere and chill. No sofa there though. Dammit.
Got away lightly with the jetlag, I think. It got lost in the general feelings of exhaustion. Not helped by to few early nights and too many early mornings. I kept saying 'must get an early night tonight' only to discover myself still up at midnight.
Early night tonight.
After I've blogged.
I have too much to blog, but some of it will get lost in the haze of the last $arbitrary_number $arbitrary_time_period.
I also owe people emails. If you are one of those people, I apologise. If actually have had an email from me recently, well done, because the odds are about the same as the National Lottery.
If this post seems a bit disjointed, it's only fairly and accurately representing my state of mind at the moment. I keep forgetting things. I woke the other night, in the darkness, in a panic because I didn't know where I was. Or who I was. At all. I lay there for what seemed like ages struggling to remember anything. A name. Anything.
Strangely, I remembered exactly where the light switch was, and as soon as I could see my surroundings it all came flooding back. Along with an 'oh bugger'. Can't win 'em all.
Early night tonight.
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