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Autumn 2018

What a glorious start to Autumn.  The temperature has been perfect, the colours have been amazing and the sunsets have been incredible.

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Not a cloud in sight.

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All of a sudden it’s turned a bit nippy, the clocks have turned back and the light has changed.  I’m fighting the need to hibernate, the only way to keep me awake is to make more art :)

Frida Kahlo

I don’t know when I first became aware of Mexican artist, Frida Kahlo and, if I’m honest, I don’t know what I like more, her paintings or her image – because she was also a work of art – but I do know that I was thrilled when I learned an exhibition was coming to the V&A London and I bought tickets as soon as they went on sale.

I remember my son coming home from school and telling me his class were studying Frida’s work and I remember telling my daughter how much I loved Frida’s floral headbands and months later her presenting me with a handmade headband to thank me for all the lifts backwards and forwards along the motorway to Uni.Frida catlo_Fotor_CollageI have two portraits of Frida, a ‘Frida Catlo’ pin (cats and dogs are another obsession), matchboxes and Christmas decorations all bearing Frida’s image.  My DVD “Frida” staring Salma Hayek has been played many times.  I believe I’m a little bit obsessed!  As you can imagine, I was quite excited about the exhibition, but then again, so were many others.

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We had lunch in a nearby restaurant and then rushed over to the beautiful Victoria & Albert Museum.  I didn’t have the confidence to ‘dress up’ in my Frida headband but I was so happy to see that other ladies did.  One lady in the gardens was wearing a pink outfit with matching pink hair and floral band.

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Frida headress frame

Inside the exhibition rooms lots of women wore pompoms, flowers or fancy headbands.  The spirit of Frida was very much alive.  It was in stark contrast to many of the exhibits which dealt with her disabilities;  polio as a child, the bus crash as a teenager and the subsequent operations that followed throughout her life.  French writer, André Breton once described her art as ” .. a ribbon around a bomb”.  I felt like this could also be applied to Frida.  She said of herself “I have enjoyed being contradictory”.

Her costumes and jewellery were exquisite;  seeing her make-up, perfumes and nail polishes was insightful, but I felt seeing her medicines was a little intrusive.  Her medical notes lay in a cabinet for all to see and I couldn’t help wondering if that was something that should have been kept private.  It felt a little like the exhibition was feeding the beast of celebrity and we, the paying public, were eating it all up.

I learned a little more about Frida Kahlo, her relationships and her life.  There are many, many books available telling her story but it really hit home seeing the prosthetic leg, plaster corsets and the body braces she wore.  The pain she felt must sometimes have been unbearable and yet she found the strength to paint, she dressed her hair with ribbons or flowers and her body in beautiful clothes and even matched her nail polish and lipstick.

Frida poster

Photography was not allowed in the exhibition so I visited the shop and bought lots of postcards, a poster and some little Mexican figures and I came home with even more respect for the Mexican artist (if that’s even possible).

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Now I would like to have a moan about the exhibition, or should I say the curating of the exhibition.  At this point I would like to remind anyone reading this that these are my opinions and this is my little space on the internet, so I’m going to voice my thoughts.  Someone else might visit the exhibition and have an entirely different experience or point of view.  Don’t let my opinion stop you from going.

When we arrived at gallery 38, our tickets were scanned and we were allowed through the door – and this is where my disappointment began.   Just beyond the doors was an information panel outlining the exhibition which was being read by at least ten people, the small entryway was almost filled with people arriving, reading at different speeds and causing a bottleneck.   We then entered the first room which had framed images lining the walls with information panels that were printed in what seemed like font size 10.  To read the image details I had to stand about a foot or so away, but that was not always possible because virtually everyone there was of a ‘certain’ age and probably needed a larger font and was also trying to read up-close.  At one point a rather large lady even rested her breast on my arm in order to lean over and get a better view!  Bustling for space continued throughout the room so after a while we skipped ahead and entered the next room.  To add to the small font size problem, the lighting here was so bad it made it almost impossible to read the information.  Even with reading glasses on I still couldn’t focus on the writing.

I understand the need to protect the exhibits from light but I also think there must be alternative solutions.   If the flow of visitors were fed through the entrance at 2 or 3 minute intervals it would allow more time and space to study the exhibits.  The information panels should be printed on a

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and perhaps they could also be illuminated.  There also seems to be too many tickets sold for each 15 minute time slot because we were continuously jostling for space and needed to check we weren’t about to step on anybody when we moved along.

The Victoria & Albert Museum is light and bright with ceilings seeming touching the sky but the gallery where the exhibition was held was dark, claustrophobic and hot.  A few years ago I visited the exhibition “Shoes: Pleasure and Pain” and I left with a terrible migraine, probably for the same reasons.

On a positive note, unless you are able to travel to La Casa Azul in Coyoacán, Mexico you may never get the opportunity to see Frida Kahlo: Making Her Self Up and if you are a fan that would be a terrible shame.

Petersham Nurseries

I finally got to visit Petersham Nurseries this summer and I must say it was lovely.  The nursery is tucked away from the main road and could easily be missed, but once you negotiate the little lane it opens out into an oasis of calm.  I discovered the limited parking after driving down Church Lane and finding no spaces – at this point it started to rain and I had to do a 3-point turn in the tiny lane and park elsewhere.   But, determined to sample the tea and cake, I battled on.

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Cake collageThe flowers were exquisite and I took so many photographs.  I couldn’t leave without treating myself to a new cactus and even managed to buy a birthday present in the gift shop for a ‘difficult to buy for’ gardener.

Fantastic Mrs Fox

It’s not unusual for our dog to go running out to the garden, barking as she goes.  It’s also not unlike her to bark in the night when a cheeky fox gets into our garden. She likes everyone to know she’s not to be messed with.  But about ten days ago she ran outside barking, with her nose in the air and had a really good sniff at the back gate. So, of course, we had to investigate. Not only did we discover a beautiful vixen but five bouncy, healthy cubs.

We have been watching them grow ever since.  They come out of their den in the alleyway behind our house every night at dusk.  We originally put some food out for them but since contacting experts at ‘The Fox Project’ we found out that, unless they are in need of help, it’s best to leave them to fend for themselves because apparently they are lazy by nature and by feeding them it will shrink their territory and therefore make them have less opportunities to hunt when they need to.

So, we had to be content with just watching and as our attempts to creep out at dusk to look over our fence was alerting them to our presence, we took drastic action, as any sane people would!

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So now we have a great view and I can even poke my camera lens through to take photographs without disturbing them.

The cubs are adorable and constantly playing roly-poly and practising their pouncing.

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I snapped this photo of the mum looking up as a flock of parakeets flew by.

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Always alert and on the lookout, she is such an attentive mum.

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This photo was taken when the light had completely gone so it’s a bit grainy and so far I haven’t managed to get a shot of all five cubs together.

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They are growing so fast and probably won’t be playing outside our garden for much longer so I hope to get more photographs of the cubs before they are fully grown, meanwhile you know where to find me.

Right on our doorstep

We are so lucky to have beautiful Nonsuch Park right on our doorstep and we visit it daily to walk our dog.  Today I went alone to visit the formal gardens of Nonsuch Mansion because dogs aren’t allowed in!

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The pretty rose tunnel.

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124a Sundial

The sundial appears on the OS map of 1913 and the cast iron horse trough with hoofs may be from the early 1900s also.

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The imprints of what may be a squirrel made me laugh.  We have recently had a new patio laid and our cat decided to walk across the newly cemented edge.  Adds a bit of character to any garden :)

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Flower bed

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The Birds

What could have been a day spent trundling backwards and forwards along the motorway turned out to be a lovely sunny day on the South Downs.

Last Monday one of our vehicles needed to go in for work, so rather than returning home after drop off we headed towards the South coast and ended up at Ditchling Beacon, just 7 miles outside of Brighton, but a world away from the busy seaside resort.

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Driving along towards the hill one of the fields was being ploughed and hundreds of birds were flying around the tractor and feasting on an early lunch in the freshly turned earth.  It was like a scene from the Hitchcock film “The Birds”.   We pulled over and I jumped out with my camera and carefully negotiated the rutted bank to try and get a photograph …….

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Unbeknown to me, as I was carefully crossing the wide bank to reach the field all the birds had decided to fly off to the field behind me, so I just got a picture of a tractor.  I think if you look closely that might be a bird in the top right hand corner!

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From the top of  Ditchling Beacon there are 360° views over the surrounding countryside.

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Row of trees

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We took a long walk along the South Downs and although it was sunny, it was incredibly windy and we were glad to be able to put the kettle on when we got back to the Camper.

On the way back to the garage we stopped off at Tilgate Park which is also a beautiful place to spend an afternoon.

Tilgate Park lake

Tilgate Park trees

Blood Swept Lands and Seas of Red

Today was my day off from work so I got up at 5am and went up to the Tower of London to see the poppies and beat the crowds. So glad I went early.

The moat looks breathtakingly beautiful and I had to remind myself that it wasn’t just a photo opportunity.  It’s so hard to take in the magnitude of each poppy representing a life, all 888,246 of them.

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Traitors’ Gate.

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If you get the opportunity to go, I would urge everyone to visit before the poppies are removed. I’ll keep the memory of this day with me forever and will always be grateful to those that gave their lives so we can live ours.  RIP.

“Hanger 14 please”

Wandering around Sunbury Antiques Market with some friends this week I came across this pretty green bottle.  I love the colour and the warning on the side!

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I also found a beautiful clay tile with lovely earthy colours.

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We’d been to this antiques market a few weeks earlier and it was then that I saw something that brought back childhood memories.

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No, not the Scalextric – the funny wire things!  Hands up if you remember them or have even seen them before.  I went home that day and rang my sister to tell her what I’d seen and to describe a table full of funny wooden blocks, which I assumed to be hat molds.

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But, I just couldn’t forget the wire things and regretted not buying one.   So on our next visit to the market I went in search of them again.  Do you know what they are yet?  Here’s a clue:

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They were for storing your clothes in at the swimming pool, before lockers were introduced! Each had a number and was placed in a clockroom while you had your swim.   Anyway, I wasn’t leaving the market without one this time because I’d had time to imagine what it would look like in my garden filled with plants :)

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Flower basket

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I couldn’t find a basket liner to fit so I made my own out of hessian and a black bin liner.  I’ll probably find something to adorn the coat hanger part while I’m waiting for the plants to spread out and climb.

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Looks like something hitched a ride back from the garden centre!

Sizzling September

I was wandering around a local garden centre yesterday and found this lovely wall planter, but unfortunately it had a chip in the glaze. As it was the only one left I bought it half price as I was sure I’d have something to cover over the damage.

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I’ve had fun today searching through my mosaic trays and discovering things I’d forgotten I had.  Anyway, I decided on this beautiful carbouchon.

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I found this amazing plant, Juncus Spiralis, which reminds me of wild untamed hair!

I’m making the most of this fabulous weather and planting up some winter baskets and pots, with the help of my furry friend :)

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