London Calling
With or without the good old Clash, I feel that London calls, and here I go again..
Nauman and Beuys will be waiting for me at the Tate.
I'll give a look at Marc Quinn at the White Cube and Tomoko Takahashi in Serpentine's, apart from some other secret spots I dare not to confess...
I advance that yes, I will sucomb to a self indulged masochist atack and i'll go and do my first to visit Mr. Charles Saatchi (the man itself is what we all know, the ticket costs 9 pounds and, worse that all of that, the exhibition is called 'Triunph of Painting'!!). Well, one has to do some sacrifices in life.. for the sake of general culture, as I prefer calling it.
Frieze didn't bring anything new to my agenda, but if anyone can suggest any other exhibition or show, I will be more than pleased!
Leaving Roman sunshine and a lovely presummer, i will meet foggy and rainy Londinium, but..
..anyway, London calls and here I go.. again..
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say hello to the old place from me. And buy jaffa cakes.
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