Posts tagged with “london”

Posted 1 month ago

Friday night at the Troxy

This is what I’m doing on Friday. It’s a crazy expensive ticket for a rep movie, but the price is right when it’s for the right cause: it’s hard to quantify just how much this film means to me. It was my first encounter with Shakespeare, Thoreau, Tennyson. My brother and I watched it a hundred times, my parents worried that Neil’s suicide would make an impression on our far too young minds. It certainly did. But not as much as that central dictum: “carpe diem. seize the day. Make your life extraordinary.” It should be no surprise to anybody who knows me well that I have suffered, and I have had therapy, and I was saved (temporarily, because it’s a constant battle against that big black dog) from my own depression by the realisation that I misunderstood that idea. An extraordinary life doesn’t mean success, wealth and fame, it doesn’t mean triumph, boasting, power, measuring yourself against others. An extraordinary life is one spent believing that every day has something to offer, no matter how small or large. Fighting every day to keep going, be kind, stay open. Choosing to adjust navigation techniques depending on the ebb and flow. It’s hard work, an extraordinary life. I will be able to quote along tomorrow, through some inevitable tears. So don’t judge me if I give my hard-earned cash to Secret Cinema hipsters*, or I fall for the easy emotion of a celebrity death. I’m nothing but an idealist trying to grow up. 

Come, my friends,
'Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die.
It may be that the gulfs will wash us down:
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
And see the great Achilles, whom we knew.
Tho’ much is taken, much abides; and tho’
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.

* All profits from the screening are going to charity. There will be other screenings in different venues, to be announced on the Secret Cinema social channels.

If you are in the UK and cannot attend the event (sold out in 4 minutes!), please consider giving a donation to Mind, the amazing mental health charity that helped me to ask for help and put me in touch with my therapist. Thank you.

Posted 11 months ago

Outdoors festival, England style

Posted 1 year ago

Rooftop party #igerslondon #igerscamden #camden #london

Posted 1 year ago

Sigur Rós at Brixton Academy, London, 8 March 2013 - Olsen Olsen

Posted 1 year ago

Christmas in the Inns of Court (Gray’s Inn Gardens)

Posted 1 year ago
The real London is not a city of uniform brightness, like Paris, nor of savage gloom, like Prague; it is a picture continually changing, a continual sequence of pictures, and there is no knowing what mean street corner may not suddenly take on a glory not its own. The English mist is always at work like a subtle painter, and London is a vast canvas prepared for the mist to work on. The especial beauty of London is the Thames, and the Thames is so wonderful because the mist is always changing its shapes and colours, always making its lights mysterious, and building palaces of cloud out of mere Parliament Houses with their jags and turrets. When the mist collaborates with night and rain, the masterpiece is created.
Posted 1 year ago

This afternoon I took my friend Sav to the Whitechapel Gallery to see the wonderful installation by Giuseppe Penone, and we also stumbled into this Mel Bochner exhibition. (Photo by sav_)

Posted 1 year ago
Posted 1 year ago

A film made for the Whitechapel Gallery about an installation sculpture by Giuseppe Penone, the youngest member of the Arte Povera group.

Camera, Sound, Edit, Music by Martin Hampton via vimeo

The Bloomberg Commission: Giuseppe Penone > Spazio di Luce at Whitechapel Gallery

Over the past 45 years, Italian artist Giuseppe Penone has examined our relationship to nature. For the latest Bloomberg Commission, he has created a twelve metre bronze cast of a tree, with a radiant gold-leaf interior, which spreads across the columned gallery.

In 1969 Giuseppe Penone(b. 1947) covered a tree in a thin layer of wax calling this seemingly simple, yet complex reflection on the passing of time All the Years of the tree plus one. He now recalls this poetic action by casting a layer of wax in bronze to spectacular result.

At first sight Spazio di Luce (Space of Light), could easily be mistaken for thestraightforward life-size cast of a large larch tree. However, where once there wasa tree now there is a void. The inside of the cast replicates in minute detail the tree’sbark while the finger prints on the outside safeguard the memory of the many handsinvolved in the sculpture’s making. The gleaming gold inside the tree paystribute to the life-giving forces of light.

At the same time, the fusion of bark and hand prints alludes to the inseparable bond between humankind and nature. Penone was part of the legendary group of Arte Povera, which called for a radical rethink of society through making works directly appealing to the senses and challenging common conventions of artmaking.

via Whitechapel Gallery London

Posted 1 year ago

We went to see Grizzly Bear at the Brixton Academy last night - their gigs are such powerful sonic and visual experiences (my photos are pretty bad, but that lighting rig and design was quite something). The songs from Shields sounded especially good, and I loved the grand finale with Knife/On a Neck, On a Spit/ acoustic All We Ask.

Also, for the first time in years, the supporting band was truly excellent - check out Villagers.

Setlist:

Speak In Rounds
Adelma
Sleeping Ute
Cheerleader
Lullabye
Yet Again
Shift
A Simple Answer
Gun-Shy
Ready, Able
I Live With You
Foreground
While You Wait For The Others
Two Weeks
Half Gate
Sun In Your Eyes

Encore:
Knife
On A Neck, On A Spit
All We Ask