And poof! I'm back in London. What's even better is that Summer seems to have kicked in early (don't worry, I know this is temporary) and I thought it be best I take advantage of this while it lasts. I shuffled over to the Tate Modern, undecided about paying for the Damien Hirst exhibit. I mean, I don't really appreciate modern art so I thought I would just wander inside the Tate and make up my mind while there.
Move out of the way people!! One of Hirst's works outside, Hymn.
In the end I saw that they were exhibiting For the Love of God for free so I lined up for that, ooh-ed and aah-ed at all it's sparkleness and decided, 'Yep, I've had my Hirst fix so I won't go into the paying exhibit'. Unfortunately, no photos of the diamond skull were allowed. I did end up wandering around on the floor though.
A very phallic piece indeed. Louise Bourgeois' Fillette.
Something that reminded me of poo-poo. I can't remember what it was called.
Hymn enjoying the view. Luvely!
Now to enjoy the rest of my time in London!
1 comment:
You so dirty.....just comparing everyting you see to dicks. haha
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