I’ve been to the Museum of London again recently and for the first time ever (and I’ve been MANY times because it is one of my favourites) I noticed poems about London at the end of the Roman era exhibition. The poems were written by young people from the Coborn Centre for Adolescent Mental Health and they all tried to draw a reference between Roman life and modern city life. I loved the one below particularly.
Apart from Fortnum & Mason and Liberty, Selfridges will always give me that luxurious department store feeling that none other has in the world. Neither New York, nor Paris, nor Berlin can compete with the department stores in London. Now itv has brought the olden days to life with its new tv series on the man himself: Mr. Selfridge. If you are recovering from the heart-breaking christmas special of Downton Abbey, then this is definitely a good remedy. Watch it!
Just discovered one of the most amazing collection of illustrations out there on the net: They Draw And Travel. Thought while promoting the site I might also go for a little TOP 5 cities in my life – right now.
P.S.: You can get these as prints on their site! Or you commission one of the artist to do personalised work for you or illustrated your child’s favourite book again for their 18th birthday – endless possibilities! Or, of course, you can submit your own version (looking at you Stockholm, Copenhagen, Munich, Washington and San Francisco travelers!!!)
1. London – my love
2. Berlin – my crashpad
3. Brussels – my foodie paradise
4. Bangkok – my sensation
5. New York – my inspiration
My line: Northern, Edgware branch – what else.
I know we are sweating it in the summer, the builders need to get in at night and sometimes the service is poor, but I am a proud owner of the Oyster card. 150 years proper service, congratulations London Underground, I am glad to be your customer.
The National Portrait Gallery in London has made a bold move: curator Sarah Howgate bought a portrait of Amy Winehouse by Marlene Dumas just a few weeks ago. You ask why this is a bold move? Well, the National Portrait Gallery is displaying the most famous British personalities there are. Of course, Amy Winehouse is famous, but will she be in twenty years time too? Don’t get me wrong, her album Back to Black is phenomenal (and I own the Deluxe version), but the National Portrait Gallery usually only has temporary exhibitions with current personalities – except for, of course, the Beatles, the Royal Family or portraits of already deceased famous British personalities.
I for myself think it was a great bold move. Marlene Dumas – an artist from South Africa born in 1953, working in Amsterdam – paints simple, yet implicated pictures. You look at a child lifting its shirt and you immediately think about all the dark sides of society without knowing whether this was the artist’s intent or not. Her paintings are conceived as very bold with their big streaks and dimensions, but she always manages to evoke the personality of her subjects.
I don’t have any conception of how big an average head is, I’ve never been interested in anatomy. In that respect I relate like children do. What is experienced as most important is seen as the biggest, irrespective of actual or factual size.
I, for one, see in her portrait of Amy Winehouse all the fragile and human streaks we got to know over the years before her death. Her big, kohl-applied eyes and the gap between her front teeth show a very human being who has never been the perfect star we seem to want nowadays.
Een: Snow collected by the little one as a present for me for Chanukka.
Twee: Food from my favourite fast food restaurant in London: Leon. Look at the packaging! How amazingly retro is it?! I adore their cookbooks as well, I really wish for this one to be under my christmas tree.
As usual the streets were crammed with christmas shoppers throughout Oxford and Regent Street this weekend. Who can blame them?! Unfortunately the Regent Street decorations didn’t make my season-loving heart go boom, although the theme (On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me…) was wonderfully chosen. They just didn’t manage to pull it off the right way. However my favourite Carnaby Street did not disappoint!
And I loved the Marmite version on Oxford Street – you either love it or hate it…