We finally finished Twin Peaks tonight. Mirinda wasn’t too happy with the ending. I quite liked it but then I love Jacobean tragedy.
Meanwhile, at the Science Museum…the PCF records are complete! I finished the amendments Nick left for me on the acrylics, and completed the three mixed media and single tempura record. That’s the complete list of 288 objects. It’s been a long haul but (apart from anything Nick finds wrong next week) it’s great to have completed it. Now it’s back to the PRIME list.
This is where I started. It’s a print out of the old database (900+ pages long) and is used as the basis for updating the artworks on MIMSY. As I said to Nick, this will be a lot easier having completed the PCF records since I now know an awful lot more about the system, the structure and art in general.
Speaking of art, I popped over to the V&A again at lunchtime, cruising through the European Art 1500-1800 galleries on level 1. At least that’s where I think I was. You go in one door then wander around, lost in time and space for so long, eventually emerging nowhere near where you started that it’s next to impossible to discern an overarching subject heading.
Not that I’m complaining! I love the way the V&A meanders. You’re never sure where you are or what surprises await you around each column or through the next arch.
Detail of a woman doll which sat opposite a man doll - sort of Tudor Ken & Barbie
The galleries I wandered through today were all quite dark. Apart from protecting some of the objects, this quite nicely replicates the interiors of the times – I have no idea whether this is intentional or not. There’s even a full size Jacobean room which is full of dark, oppressive timber.
A baby mourns the dead (1680-1720)
There’s some very interesting clothing from the English Civil War including a suit of half armour which was used in tournaments. Unlike jousting, these later tournaments only required that the top half of the combatants were shielded. I quite liked the inclusion of a rest for the soldier’s lance which appears to be welded onto the breastplate.
King's Head - not the pub
The V&A collection is amazingly diverse. In order to get to the first floor I had to go through a couple of Asian galleries and the difference in historic human representation between the east and the west is extraordinary.
And the opposite is true as well. Something that surprised me was a religious icon purporting to be Krishna & some woman at the magic wishing tree receiving some sort of gift from the gods but to my western eyes, it looked exactly like Adam & Eve.
Coming home, the train was very slow (I don’t know why) and the woman standing behind my seat didn’t stop sighing all the way to Surbiton. She told the guard she’d given up her seat and then not been able to get another. The guard was a lot more polite than I would have been. The thing is, there’d be lots of seats at the front of the train but the Surbiton people apparently need to be down the back. I guess it’s where the exit is located. Still, if you choose to stand on a crowded train, you really can’t complain.
In comparison to yesterday, it was very warm today. By the time I walked in the door, the sweat was streaming down my face. As I mounted the stairs, Mirinda stood outside the bedroom putting on a fleece. Go figure.
Do not fancy that king real ugly Do you work on your own now.
love mum .