As well as the sea of grey this last weekend, there was also colour, brief flashes of it. Lara Harwood's wonderful inked figures, seen at an open studios night. We stumbled upon her studio and fell in love with her work, but there were also some other amazing artists on display, and we felt very cultured absorbing it all. Late night tempura afterwards in Finsbury Park, waiting with C, C and C outside on the pavement for a table, liking the lights of the nearby bowling lane. Lunch at St. Pancras station with M's parents who were down for the rugby, vaulting glass roof lifting the spirits. Budgies that told the fortune of passers-by on Southbank, highlighter green, lemon yellow, selecting brightly coloured scraps of paper with their beaks, an antidote to the grey sky, grey river. A fairground at the base of St. Paul's Cathedral, flashing lights, the sugar-sweet smell of candy-floss. Ladyfest on Sunday, J's shoes, Red Riding Hood socks, making me smile. And I finally did some hand-washing that had been sitting in my laundry basket for an age.
Lovely pictures- those fabrics look so pretty drying all together. I'm dying to know what the budgies foretold for you.
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Looks and sounds like a wonderful weekend!
ReplyDeleteLovely to inject some colour into these grey old days. I was actually just sat here thinking what a grey day it has been and your dash of colour has perked me up somewhat! Plus it is nearly the weekend!!
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These are beautiful glimpses of colour, and what makes dull grey days a bit grey! Beautiful pictures!
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like a lovely weekend! And the fabric on those dresses (?) are so pretty!
ReplyDeleteThis sounds perfect! I love those red shoes.
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