wild

um, exciting!

spiderman

barbican, barbican, does whatever a barbican. (yes, i've had this in my head forever.)

am particularly proud of this one.

bet you didn't know there was a rainforest in here. i tell you, it's a magical world.

the corbusier exhibition is amazing too. became a little overwhelmed at one point and have resolved to travel around france in search of corb - first stop, la tourette.

if you now need to get the spiderman song out of your head i recommend :

thao - we brave bee stings and all

emmy the great - first love

very good summer (well, spring) music.

st albans

i apologise for absences, i rely on the anonymous generousity of one of my neighbours for access to the internet.

anyway, we went to st albans on sunday. brooke is trying to recapture the magical wonder of england so we have many weekend trip-lets (a nonsensical pun that was unintended) planned.

post-pub-number-one-duck-feeding. soph and rachel making friends.

alex (soph's brother), brooke and jenny.

on to pub number two.

pub three (names escape me.) where alex silently dominated the darts match (though brooke put up a good fight, sans glasses et al.)

cathedral. kind of geeked-out a little. half of it constructed from roman bricks from the ancient city and it morphs and changes into gothic (crazy british gothic). you can map the progress. it's wonderful.

boot. with boot. at the boot. (last stop.)

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i love the barbican.

(the things i'm seeing)

a day well spent

finally, a day off that was sunny (though still chilly), and fun and hilarious. i spent it with soph but started here at leila's. doesn't look like much but is one of my favourite places; they sell fresh produce, sausages, couverture chocolate and many picnic-y type things. big plans for summer fun.

and then we kind of accidentally ended up at this madonna exhibition. it was so funny. all of the stuff (costumes, magazines, albums, barbies, merchandise etc etc) came from a private collection and it was really quite incredible that one person could incite such fervour (and one person would spend so much buying into that).

the costumes from evita were beautiful. though the curation and the venue left a little to be desired.

the guy in the background was taking a picture of himself with a picture of madonna...

then on to rochelle's canteen for luncheon.

it's in an art school and is only open for three hours every weekday. food was delicious, service fantastic and the light is simply amazing. i'm coming back as often as possible.

oh, this is my garden. it's shared between the row houses all down my street.

and my backdoor.

a familiar sight. i'd hate to say i've found a replacement for 78s but i've certainly found a substitute in rough trade. they may have exclusive mix cds and live recordings that you get free with some records, but they don't have a crew like grumpy, froggy, (formerly)bandana guy and smiley (though he's been awol for a couple of years now).

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we had a little shin-dig at work this evening.

a few bands played. i don't recall any of their names, but they were mostly friends or friends of friends...

this is a girl that i could have lived with, though at the time i was so over looking for a house that i skipped my meeting. bummer. she was cute and so nervous.

brooke with soph looking either very concerned or very hungry.

the good german

this is tabea, she's german. she's also a cellist and a barista that i work with. she's playing in a competition this weekend and needed to practice playing in front of an audience so we had a mini-recital after work on monday. she's playing a couple of movements from bach's 'six suites for cello in c minor'. not dissimilar to sonatas and partitas for violin (of tognetti fame) - incredibly beautiful and almost mournful. she's very funny though. she has a very precise way of speaking that i find myself adopting now and then. i taught her the word slag today. she found it hilarious.

weather

this makes me happy. probably not relevant for a good majority of you, perhaps you should move.

labour and wait and reward

i went out this morning, through the scrum that is brick lane on a sunday, down to cheshire st to a little shop called labour and wait, with the specific purpose of buying myself a stove-top coffee pot. i'm granted one free bag of coffee a week from work so i thought i better have means to put said beans to use.

hello!

ps - i love the light that comes through my window.

spring