Hello, my dear readers and fellow bloggers,
Last week my husband and I went to the National Gallery to view
the “Nude” exhibition from London’s Tate Modern museum. I was
not very keen to see it but, when we were in London, we didn’t go to the Tate
but since, allegorically speaking, the mountain has come to Mohammad, I thought: "Why not?"
The day was fresh and rather windy (as you can
see from the images taken outside the Gallery) but somehow I ended up wearing a
double-split maxi skirt that I bought and wore in Bali, topped with a long
sleeve top.
When I picked up my hand bag on the way out, I saw a bright
yellow scarf that I had left there from the day before. Not giving it too much thought, I just added
a yellow bracelet that I bought on our trip to Madeira earlier this year and a
pair of black and yellow earrings for a matching trifecta.
My pink thick sole sandals have the same provenance as the
skirt, ie also purchased in Bali, so I thought they could keep each other
company.
As I feared, I didn’t enjoy the exhibition. I am not a prude but somehow all those nude
bodies taken out of their original place in a museum and jammed packed together
felt like being out of the context and rather too much of exposed flesh for one day.
Sadly, we were not allowed to take any photographs, so the
closest I have come to capturing the moment was a replica of the famous “Kiss”
by Auguste Rodin made out of sand and placed on display at Bondi Beach in
anticipation of the upcoming exhibition.
And that, my friends, is a wrap. I am taking a time-off from and temporarily disappearing from the bloggersphere.
Wishing you all a very Marry Christmas and a Happy New Year!!!
See you all in 2017!!!
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