back in EH by way of Dublin

Hello. We are back in East Hampton after a trip to Spain and London. I did a lot of walking and rode the tube a couple of times and the bus and did not get lost once, I am proud to say. It was ground breaking for me. I feel like I have a sense of London finally the West End anyway. I did see the Monet show as planned, a bit of a disappointment but not his fault. I will write some more on the trip after I settle in and get some rest. We came back a day early which was good, managed to get a flight to Dublin Thursday afternoon and an early Friday morning flight to JFK.

final day in Marbella

Hello. So London has some amazing art to see starting with Monet, all from private collections at a gallery, Heller... So I am very excited. There is a catalog to the show for a mere 500 pounds. I guess I will have to focus and store it all upstairs. I wish I could take photos but not likely.

I googled and read about Salvator Dali last night as John and I had dinner in town and there is a mall that was built probably twenty plus years ago with Dali bronzes in a line down the center of the pedestrian mall. I did not realize how important He was. Absolutely fascinating man. It is very pretty with yellow marble tiles and palm trees lining both sides leading to the sea. The wind was pretty intense but Africa seems to block any storm that might uproot a palm tree. Seeing the tall palms blowing in the wind was amazing as they look so vulnerable as tall as they are.

I am very excited about Kienholz at the National Gallery, Anish Kapoor at the Royal Academy and Turner at Tate Britain.

So today we will play some tennis and I will take some photos to remember this beautiful place by. I also have a project, finding leaves for my mother. I plan on taking photos of the leaves on the ground and then locating them so they are not just random leaves. I did find some last night at dinner. The hotel grounds are pretty manicured so leaves are kind of scarce but London will provide lots.

So I am off. I am able to have internet access for free at this hotel. In London things will be different unfortunately.

greetings from a rainy Marbella, Spain

I have forgotten to give an update to my spider story. When I left the other day the mother was still no where to be seen and the large victim of the web was dead for two days with the web still in tact. I have a few thoughts about this, The mother is dead and the large victim is the first meal for the babies when they hatch. I do regret that I will probably miss this event. I guess if I pay attention I will see this amazing event occur again. On thing I wanted to write about was the amazing protective web she constructed around the eggs. There is no way anything could get to them without being caught in the no doubt sticky web. She is a hero of epic proportions.

Hello. So here it is Sunday November 29th, a rainy day in Spain. John and I slept in till 1:20pm a first for both of us. A lie-in as our British friend Carmella calls it. Maybe jet-lag but I think more like the room was dark and we both just thought it was earlier than it was. Again I know this is all very boring stuff but for me this is a fabulous vacation. Doing absolutely nothing in a beautiful place. We've been watching some very good tennis live from London.

Speaking of London, we head there tomorrow and I have so much to see. Did another google search and found a Turner show among other surprises.

Planned on meeting up with a good friend, a reporter for AP, Allison Havey but she is heading to Copenhagen for the summit. How exciting for her. Speaking of AP there has still been no word of the story that the AP writer was writing about the High Line Open Studio Tour. Hmmm.

Before leaving for this trip I submitted five images to a juried group show at the Rogue Space in NYC. I feel very good about the work and will find out December 10th if I am excepted. Don't think I will be because it is better to feel that way but feel great about the work. There are no other paintings that I would rather be making and that says a lot to me about the work. At this point I am blathering on so I will look for an image for this post.

I do hope my mother is not that upset about Tiger Woods. She could care less about golf but she does like Tiger. Later.