Monday, 2 May 2011
What I did on my Holidays: Newcastle.
Thursday was our first full day so we mooched around the town centre, visiting Himself's old stomping grounds, the shops and The Laing Art Gallery for a bit of culture. It was pretty small but had some great local paintings as well as an exhibition of John Martin's paintings. Not really my cup of tea and made all the more surreal by a hysterical screaming baby downstairs which when combined with the weird echoing accoustics of the building made you feel like you were in some mad horror film!
We decided to head back into town, and whilst Himself visited Forbidden Planet. I did a quick trawl of the charity shops, conveniently all on the same street! I came out happy with a dress and a lovely vintage woven straw bag, he came out happy with a new Star Wars figure.Result.
That night we met up with 5 friends and went to Trillians. When we arrived a man fell up the step going in and broke his arm!?! No kidding, it was horrific and that kind of set the tone for the evening, not the greatest of nights, bad music, obnoxious drunks and strange persistant Irish women. We were all glad to leave!
Now as a rule I give modern art galleries a wide berth. People seem to think because I went to art college I must love modern art....er no I don't actually. oooh a pile of dirty tissues stapled to a wall to represent man's desperate struggle against the world, isn't it just amazing? No actually it's complete pretentious bollocks.I don't dismiss or dislike all modern art just the ridiculous stuff!
Anyway I wasn't that bothered about going, but it was my part of the compromise and to serve me right they had on an exhibition which completely blew me away! By the artist George Shaw who I had never heard of before now. He paints using those little tins of humbrol enamel which kind of boggles the mind when you see the sizes of the canvases, and all the work is from around the small area of Coventry he grew up in. It is kind of bleak, but it's his detail of things, like brickwork and especially water, that are just jawdroppingly incredible.
So the gallery got a big thumbs up, even more so because Himself spotted this necklace in the shop and insisted on buying it for me when I went off into squeals of delight over it.
And so to my shopping purchases.
Sale jumper from H&M (needs ironing!)
and star of the holiday, to die for vintage circle skirt, fully lined with petticoat. It's too big for me but I had to have it!