I feel that the boy tricked me somewhat with Primrose Hill deliciousness:
But there was also the loveliness of the Tate Modern. I don't like the way the collection is laid out there (it tries to do far far too much), and there was the usual weekend business (especially the annoying children so well described by But, amongst other things, there was a lovely Calder mobile which took me right back to the entrance of the Guggenheim in Venice:
(Arc of Petals - Calder. Peggy Guggenheim Museum, Venice)
And there was also a delightful little room of strange and sweet drawings. It contained a collection of Marcel Dzama drawings:
(Marcel Dzama Last Winter Here, 2004)
The same person who did the artwork for this wonderful album:
Dave Shrigley drawings, which were really surprising and great (this one was my favourite).
Then there were the books. So many lovely books. I got Wilson by Clowes (signed and all too lovely) and McSweeney's Quarterly Concern 13 from Foyles. Then yesterday we went to Henry Pordes and I experienced an awful Sophie's Choice of just too many good books.