It’s a funny old crowded place is London. In this picture there only seems to be one person using a small digital device, and another taking a photograph. This seems wholly unrepresentative of the general impression I get of how most people seem to walk about in The Big Smoke (as we used to call it) with their eyes fixed on a small screen.
The picture is at the Victoria and Albert Museum where Jane and I attended the Heritage Craft Association meeting last Saturday. A very worthwhile use of time with some excellent sessions from a range of crafts people. My personal favourite was a presentation of the craft of the letter cutter and how the skill is learnt, given by Lida Kindersley of Cardozo Kindersley Workshop in Cambridge. Three assistants and three apprentices, when a new apprentice is taken on someone must leave, and thus the skill is passed on as it was to Lida by David Kindersley and to him by Eric Gill. Those little screens just can’t do what a hammer and chisel does in stone, make something with life – a bit like this:
Somewhat chaotic, but easy on the eye, and look! There are a few guys having their Sunday breakfast and a chat. Now even if your little screen is made of gold, does it look like this?
Actually, the little screen on my camera seems to have picked up one of those flying shavings, and there is a grey shadow on all these photos. If a small screwdriver doesn’t get me into the lens to remove it, I think I may be looking for a new camera.
Here’s another rather chaotic assembly, the vile brutalist architecture of the Queen Elizabeth Hall with its wacky yeller staircase. The River Taxi pier, and no, just a minute, not a boat on the Hall’s roof but a little temporary dwelling from Living Architecture. Another new tower looms in the background – The Shard.
It was a good weekend with lots of sunshine, but our trip up the Thames by river taxi didn’t come of because of this:
Thick fog – even thicker downriver, so the early boats didn’t run.
And here’s the bit of wood. Could be a wooden boat (well it’s brown), and that grove of trees could have formed woodland elsewhere.
OK, off to check the overnight charcoal burn.