a big part of me has bought into the idea that everyone is connected over the internet. It has however sadly dawned on me over the last week, that not everyone finds a camera on the train and thinks ‘im going to hand this in’/ or have the creative urge to get the photos developed and try and find owner and the bond thus making them -eternal friends-. I keep reminding myself that it is doubtful that someone would post about it on twitter or on any internet platform as some people don’t always hand things that don’t belong to them and I am just unlucky. (recent searches: camera found, camera metropolitan, camera underground, pentax found) but even so i’ve posted a couple of ads and are yet to hear anything and going to ring the tfl lost and found again monday. It doesnt help that I can replace it, back home for about £40-£50 and here it is £170 in shops, a BIG difference.
Anyway- on tuesday I got to spend the afternoon with Laura who took me to the current Rob Ryan exhibition at the sims reed gallery. She had been working as a papercutter for Rob and contributed to a lot of the pieces in the gallery. It was lovely to have such an insight into how much she enjoyed it and obviously bombarding her with questions such as “what happens if you cut it wrong?!”. Many of the pieces were extremely beautiful- if i had a house or a sweet couple of thousand pounds I would consider purchasing one. We had a bit of a wander around regent street and went to carnaby street which was really nice (i’ve never been to any of these places before so i was amazed), obviously popping into monki on the way which was a bad idea because there are SO many nice things in there.
I feel like i’m being OVerly excited and positive about so many things— after laura went home Richard treated me to a meal at fiveguys and it was so good. Richard laughed at me a lot because i found it very difficult to fit the burger into my mouth, it was huGE :——o we missed the private view at saatchi to go to fopp where i bought shut up n play the hits blu ray for a tiny price! the man behind the counter sold me one of his copies because they’d sold out, he said to me “i don’t mind giving you mine, i have the fulfilment of actually knowing james murphy”