Monday, November 2, 2015

Recommendations: Sophie Calle's 'The Chromatic Diet', 1998

I really enjoyed Art and Food: Rituals Since 1851, the section of the Milan Expo dedicated to art, held at the Triennale. It's a huge exhibition — we had about four hours there, and had to really rush through the second half. The exhibition begins with impressionist paintings of markets, dinners and chefs, moves through a late nineteenth century Campari bar, early and mid-century design, some fun Lichtenstein sculptures, before moving on to recent, playful pieces like Tom Sach's 'Nutsy McDonalds'. There are clips from films playing throughout, and a wonderful cabinet of nineteenth century menus and books about food.

I particularly liked Sophie Calle's 'The Chromatic Diet,' which I hadn't seen before.

Sunday, September 27, 2015

London Summer


I spent two months in London this summer; these are some pictures (from my cellphone, again).

Thursday, September 3, 2015

Selgascano's 2015 Serpentine Pavilion

I went to see Selgascano's Serpentine Pavilion today, with a friend. I liked it and, now, a few hours later, I like it even more — because I keep thinking about it and enjoying it and wanting to go back, again, to see it at different times of day. 

Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Last Days in Paris

I left France on the 27th of July, and so today, it seems, marks a month since my last day there. The last day was a Sunday, and Nick and I spent the afternoon on the Île de la Grande Jatte.* We walked in the rain and visited the Maison de la Peche et de la Nature, where fish ate out of our hands and we were introduced to a crayfish named Alice.

Sunday, August 16, 2015

Rainbow Roses at Columbia Road Flower Market, London

I took this photograph quickly, with my phone. It didn't even occur to me, at the Flower Market this morning, to buy these roses. I have never bought a bunch of flowers for myself. I'll write something, someday, on my complicated feelings about living alongside cut flowers. I do it only when somebody has given me flowers and I find it difficult. And so it was only a few hours later, looking at this photograph, that I realised I could have bought these roses, played with them for the afternoon, taken more photographs. I may go back to buy some next weekend.