On the bus ride on the way over, David catches this man in action. Because if we just told you, you'd never believe us. I'm still not sure what's going on here.
Trafalgar Square, home of the National Gallery. The collection is filled with world-famous images. Van Eyck's Arnolfini Portrait, Boticelli's Venus and Mars, Velazquez's Venus were among the standouts. But the painting that really took my breath away was Seurat's Bathers at Asnieres. It was just impossibly luminous.
We were also delighted to see Delaroche's Execution of Lady Jane Grey, which was HUGE and stole all focus in the room.
Ok, where are we, Day 6? Our last full day in London. Another huge breakfast, and it's on to the Tate Modern.
At a grove of beeches in front of the museum.
I can't even tell you how sad I am that we missed the Rothko exhibit, which began just one week after we were there in September, and ended two weeks before we arrived. This was the only Rothko displayed at the moment. I liked it because you could really see the layers of paint and the process that goes into blending the colors.
There was so much that was good and challenging about this museum. A lot of art from this last century is filled with so much darkness, doubt, and pain, and it is illuminating because it really helps you understand where the human psyche is right now. We are adjusting to so much change and art is helping us make sense of it all.
A lot of stuff that I saw I didn't necessarily like in the moment, but it has stayed with me. Miro's paintings, for example, are not generally my cup of tea. But I find I can't stop thinking about them, and their color. The colors and shapes are haunting me, like my brain is trying to understand and process them on some deeper level I don't quite get yet.
Something wonderful to witness was the way children were engaged in the museum. There were tons of them everywhere sitting under paintings with their kids' packet making their own art. It was great! I think making the major museums free in London has been an incredible boon to the community and I wish someone would take up that cause here.
We then wandered around the South Bank a bit. This house says "Take Courage" (it's a bit dark here) and I'm guessing it's from WWII.
Under Southwark Bridge
Wandering side streets before our show, we came across this. I love this city.
The pub directly across from Cross Bones. I'm assuming this is where the Winchester Geese plied their trade.
We then went to the Menier Chocolate Factory to see their revival of Sondheim's A Little Night Music. It's a small Off-West End house in an old factory with a restaurant attached. Apparently we caught the show right before its transfer to the West End, which it richly deserves because it was FANTASTIC. We were in the front row in this tiny theatre and I was just bawling my eyes out. Because I didn't know the show well, it was like seeing a new Sondheim show for the first time and I just can't tell you how magical that was. A perfect, perfect way to end our trip.
Day 7 - Time to go. We did a little exploring in Kensington before we had to get to the airport.
It was hard to say goodbye to all of this again. We'll just have to come back soon.
Liked your pics and comments. TAKE COURAGE in the night shot of the building is an ad for Courage beer. Thought you would like to know!