Y2D19 and revisiting
I had a second viewing of the National Gallery’s “Facing the Modern” exhibition today, this time with a couple of friends. I only saw it last night, so it was still pretty fresh in my mind as we went around. I had time for a closer look at my new favourites. I really like the ones by Richard Gerstl, who had a wonderful way of manipulating paint on a canvas, but a tragic short life. After the exhibition we walked down to the Delaunay for coffee and Viennese delicacies. This is just a memory from the train ride in. The lady had beautiful wavy blonde hair, like a 1940s film star, that she hid under a dark jacket hood. Though, it was starting to rain, so maybe not quite ‘hid’…