Stuff And Things

[liadnan]

Hmm. It would seem that my Chambers has enough of a critical mass of members who are more interested in discussing racing scandals -with particular reference to Kieran Fallon (and also Fox)- than actually doing any work to sustain teatime conversation for an hour and a quarter.

I admit to being a prime offender.

Toddled off to The Tate (look, it takes a definite article you fuckers, and nothing you can do is going to make me agree to the contrary) last night for the pre-Raphaelite landscapes exhibition last night, in company with Frankie. Lots of pretty pictures, but my eventual conclusion, and I think Frankie's too, was along the lines of "well, that was nice." It is, perhaps, worth pointing out that "nice" is almost an insult so far as I'm concerned. It was interesting, to be fair, but it didn't blow me away at all.

Still, wine before, whisky in the pub after, ended up far more pissed than I should have been and had a good time all round.

Feel like shite today, but I don't think that's connected.

Comments

[liadnan]

I think some of them did, certainly. DGR and Burne Jones in particular. Though I'm not sure what. The nature of Romance, I suppose.

[fairymelusine.livejournal.com]

Is that enough of a statement, really? I guess the simplicity of the thought is somewhat the point ... but I'm not sure if that's a rationalisation or not.

[liadnan]

Well, what were the Impressionists saying about Life the Universe and Everything?

They all create an illusion of depth. As do I.

[fairymelusine.livejournal.com]

They were saying that reality is capable of being squinted at. And that was pretty fucking revelational, I think, even if it looks trite now.

And don't we all, sugarplum? Well, I'd do better if I didn't giggle so often.