Andy Warhol: Other Voices, Other Rooms (Hayward Gallery)

Today I'd planned to do the Rothkos at Tate Modern and the Warhol exhibition at the Hayward - but trains meant that it was easier to do the South Bank first. I did have some trouble finding it, which shows how long it is since I navigated Waterloo and Waterloo East. This was perhaps the best part of the serious side of the day. I'd gathered the reviews were mixed, but I hadn't read, say, The Grauniad's write-up. Besides, what do they know?

To be fair, as we shall see, it is a lot of material for a tenner. I got in at less because of the Art Fund card. So bargain city.

It feels that I need to rant about galleries each time - here they demand we don't take photos (I never wanted to) and not use mobile phones. Fair enough - but perhaps they need to turn their walkie talkies down a tad.

( My Verdict )

Afterwards I walked along the Thames to the Tate, having browsed the bookstalls, but it didn't give me time to do the Rothkos as I needed to meet up with jkneale for coffee at 3.30. I was still late. This was pleasant, and we retired to a rather packed and got packedter Chandos. Much shop talk, of course, discussion of fan and audience studies, and reference to future projects. It's hard to believe we known each other for 17 years now. Oook.

Reading LIV-LIX

( LIV: Ian Rankin, Set in Darkness (2000) )

( LV: Ian Rankin, The Falls (2001) )

( LVI: Ian Rankin, Resurrection Men (2002) )

( LVII: Ben Nicholson (2008)  )

( LVIII: Ian Rankin, A Question of Blood (2003) )

( LIX: Ian Rankin, Fleshmarket Close (2004) )

And here we ground to a halt, having run out, and not having purchased the copy of The Naming of the Dead in Oxfam a couple of weeks back. No sign of a copy in there, or in any of the Canterbury charity shops. I found a copy in London at £3.50 but left it - but then found one today in Scrine for £2. I may finished the series this year.

No, Really

Mice suspected in deadly cat fire

I don't know if the one on the left is a suspect.