The SHAPE of things to come : AT the SAATCHI

Photos of artworks by various artists taken by myself

Scorpio Rising

Yesterday I got up super early to go to a viewing of Scorpio Rising at The Whitechapel gallery.
Although not my favourite of his works the grounbreaking film is still beautiful and full of complex symbolism that I find truly inspiring.

The bikes are in my mind.
I was born to be like this.
Early morning is nothing.
Late nights are everything.
The sun is fresher like this.
Leather is starving your soul.
Feeding mine.
Something is on fire.

i'D NOW at The Red Gallery

You can see the dogs tail...

"Marking over three decades at the forefront of style and culture, i-D will be ‘popping- up’ at London’s Red Gallery this September, showcasing 30 years of historic covers and laying on a feast of interactive events including acoustic performances, fashion shoots, book swaps, dance classes, coffee mornings and more in celebration of i-D NOW."

I think it is worth a look. The retrospective of covers all in one place is really quite impressive. SO many cover stars and so huge from the start. i-D has become a fashion and cultural british BIBLE. It is something we should be proud of. 

  That said.. my favourite part of The Gallery was the cutest Jack Russell...from what I can see he was called i-D. I miss my dog so much!!

Museum

In the museum
We stand as RELICS
Watched by those remnants of the past.
Ageless


Priceless
SUBSTANCE


There eyes see so much?
Stone eyes.
Jewel eyes.
Secret eyes.
No eyes.


We are the oddities?
We are categorised and stored.
Our individuality arranged and seen.
Time has been so       long.


These gods and goddesses.
Saints, serephins. Share your secrets...
I wish I could open my eyes and see your stories. Instead I have to
close THEM.
I. We are just flesh.
You live. You see the heart of the world in time.