It looks like a sort of magical forest terrarium, I think, and it has been scenting my mornings with sweet papaya and strawberries in a cup.
Brooding over my hat fail, I cast on some green socks, which will be my companions on another pitiless ten-hour Megabus journey tomorrow.
Also today, I went to see From Death to Death and Other Small Tales, a fantastic free exhibition at the Scottish National Gallery of Modern Art.
Here's me amid my favourite piece of the exhibition, Ernesto Neto's 'It happens when the body is anatomy of time' - great, crazy lycra tubes weighted down with spices.
The whole room is an olfactory sensation. I'm sorry to keep comparing everything to a magical forest, but that is exactly what this feels like: an enchanted glade of sweet-smelling, elongated elephant's legs. Highly recommended.
I adored that room! The highlight of an otherwise, I thought, drab exhibition. I really like exhibitions which smell, and which you can touch.
ReplyDeleteIn other news, I wish I could smell and touch YOU. I mean, not weirdly. Might go to liberty and look hangdog among expensive toiletries, and think of you.
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