Wednesday, 20 July 2016

The National Gallery's Painters Paintings




“Works of art are models you are to imitate, and at the same time rivals you are to combat.”
-  Sir Joshua Reynolds

These are the words that inspired one of the most interesting exhibitions in London this summer; Painter's Paintings at the National Gallery. I've often thought of the artistic influences of painters, but never before had I really considered what paintings dominated the spaces in which they existed. Which works of art were so important that they had to own them rather than admire them from afar? Which paintings were so fundamentally a part of their artistic development that they felt they needed to be constantly surrounded by them, to live in a constant state of wonder, to strive towards them?


Sunday, 17 July 2016

XXI

So yesterday I turned 21. I've already had the key to four front doors this year, and I've been doing a good job of buying wine in the US before this point, so I'm continuing with my own tradition of writing a post a day late instead. 

Sunday, 10 July 2016

unsustainable wonderment

I met with Ellie in a tiny coffee shop in Back Bay, Boston, where we both said with certainty that exchange - her time in Paris, mine in Philly - isn't real life. It's a period of hyper-activity, of always being on the move, always planning the next adventure, always juggling five things at once in the most beautifully insane way. It's not sustainable; that part of your brain which reminds you of your limited time left when you wake up hungover after three hours of sleep and makes sure you stay committed to your plan to get on a three hour megabus to D.C. even though you threw up like five minutes ago can't be in overdrive forever. 

It's four months of no real responsibility, and an awareness that on May 20th you'll suddenly stop running. But, as much as your feet hurt and you need a glass of water, you don't want to stop feeling the wind on your face.

Friday, 1 July 2016

THE NEW TATE MODERN

I braved the throngs of people waiting fifteen minutes for an elevator to go up one floor when the stairs are right next to them so you didn’t have to; opening weekend at the Tate Modern was mad busy.








A whole new wing of the Tate Modern opened a couple of weekends back, doubling the gallery space and heralding what feels like a rededication of the southbank to the importance and accessibility of art.

Sunday, 19 June 2016

Summer Reading, the 2016 edition

In a summer that involves me moving (three times, one transatlantic), a two week jaunt around Spain, a Latin course, three festivals, working two summer schools, turning 21 and, at some point, doing some dissertation research, I assume I'll have time to read a book or two.




You asked for it, so u got it: this summer's (very optimistic) reading list:

Tuesday, 7 June 2016

A crown of twelve stars



"And there appeared a great wonder in heaven; a woman clothed with the sun, and the moon under her feet, and upon her head a crown of twelve stars..."

Wednesday, 1 June 2016

Philly, The Reprise

One of my newly-found favourite blogs, SS&SB, quotes a 1997 slogan from the Philadelphia Tourism Marketing Corporation in her biography. "In love with the city that loves you back". Nothing could be more true.