Completed my first year at college as a 'mature student' at City Lit. Quite a humbling experience. Some seriously smart kids out there, contrary to my expectations. A good thing.
I'm raring to go with the journalism, trying to keep my head engaged with the study: reading papers, books, writing as much nonsense as possible, and just off to library to get some language tuition stuff.
Days seem to be moving too quickly. Over before they begin, very odd.
Went to Hackney Wicked Festival last Sunday. Amazing place, it's like the London underworld. Huge industrial warehouses, dissected into live in work spaces. Apparently it's the highest concentration of artists in the world. Hundreds of theses mainly art studios were open to the public, it was a chance to see some real up and coming art talent. However, I just got drunk and listened to an African / Reggae band for a few hours and spoke with some interesting folk about the weather.
I recently went to the Skin Exhibition at the Wellcome Trust in Euston, London. Some disturbing stuff, but, also some very beautiful art. A live tattooing took place in the entrance area, wasn't for me. There were many strange artifacts: like the tattooed skin of some french 19th Century convicts, paintings of people with skin problems, and books bound in human skin. This made me feel quite ill, and at the same time marvel at the wonder of life. However, there were some stunning photographic works and upstairs was the Medicine Man Exhibiton, Henry Wellcome's collection of anything to do with medicine. My favorite was Charles Darwin's walking stick, he had style.
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