Friday, March 09, 2007

V&A


I went to see the Kylie exhibition yesterday at the V&A.
The showgirls section is amazing, and I would have loved to take some photos, but unfortunately it was NOT allowed.
So all I have is my memory of the most elaborate confections full of glitz and sparkle , and a photo of the wall outside the exhibition where visitors posted messages for her.
I guess they ran out of hearts at some point, but the plain old yellow post-its somehow make the whole thing.

NIN





The gig was fun.
I : Had to pick the tickets up from the box office at 5pm and was amazed to see queues already when i went to get them.
: Got mixed up in the PSV Eindhoven???? [ is that how you spell it? ] crowd on their way to Arsenal, but on the whole they were happy, if a bit earshatteringly loud.
: Was gobsmacked by the sight of a girl in 4 inch heels and on crutches at the gig.
: Bought a tshirt *heart*
: Nearly lost my phone as I was taking the 2nd pic up there ^^^^ because someone bashed me and it did a very neat swan dive over 3 rows of people.
Only the fact that it was set to camera and the screen was still alive let me find it.

Thursday, March 08, 2007

introspection

In a strange way yesterday felt like the beginning of something.
A sense of freedom perhaps ?
Or maybe just the feeling of coming home to normality that pervaded the day.

Normal for me at least.

I can't remember the first time that I went off and did something on my own, but i know its something that my Mum would have pushed me into.
I wasn't a child who was all that happy being alone at that time.
Perhaps its not until you don't get too much of your own space that you come to value it.

I think it was the cinema.
Up until that point it had always been a thing done in the company of friends.
And perhaps the bias was towards friends rather than cinema.
Whatever the reason, I DO remember there being a time when I wanted to see something particular [ Black Christmas rings the right bells ] and all my friends dropped out at the last minute, so I wasn't going to go.
And she shoved me out the door.

And yeah, she was right.

Why miss something just because no-one else wants to do it?
Isn't the fact that you want to do it enough?

That thought got reinforced for me on Tuesday.

I was talking to a friend about the Surrealism exhibition that i want to see at the V&A and she said that she would love to go but that ther husband wouldn't go with her.
Which turned into ' why not go on you own then?'
And her answer was that she didn't feel comfortable doing so.
Going on her own that is.
And eventually she said that she didn't want to go ENOUGH to go on her own.

It made me think.

As it is I miss quite enough things in my life because other peoples lives take precedence, so to miss even more just because I would have to go on my own seems senseless.

So why. given the fact that I regularly do things on my own did yesterday feel different?

I think because it was a relatively spur of the moment thing to stay over, combined with the fact that although I was meeting up with a couple of people for the gig, they were not people that I really knew.
It was enough to feel different.
And this morning i woke and realised that I'd been letting my life get tied up again.
Not because anyone else WANTED me to add them into the equasion, just because it had become normal to add extra people into the eqasion that is my time/work/fun/life balance.

Time to alter the balance.

Tuesday, March 06, 2007

And yet more Woooooooo :D

Partly because the NIN gig is going ahead on Wednesday.
But mainly because I've just got tickets tor the John Butler Trio at the Roundhouse in April.
*bounces madly*
:D :D :D


Its NEARLY enough to make up for the fact that Ben Gibbard solo tour is in the US only.
Nearly.

Monday, March 05, 2007

Oh Wow.



I've always loved Schiaparelli , ever since my dad bought me my first vial of proper perfume and it was Shocking.
Gorgeous.
So I'm totally going to go and see the Surreal Things: Surrealism and design exhibition at the Victoria and Albert.

I wanted to go and see the Kylie stage costume one too, and thankfully their timeframes overlap, but its the Surrealism exhibition that will take precedence.

And there has been a major rehanging at the Tate Britain so i want to trot along there too.
Especially as they have given Richard Dadd a room of his own.
:D

It looks like I'm going to be a busy person this spring.