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rhythmaning ([personal profile] rhythmaning) wrote2008-10-14 05:08 pm
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Retail Therapy...

I went walking around town this afternoon, doing a couple of chores.

I then dropped into the Ingleby Gallery to see what their latest show was like; neither of the two artists on show – Richard Forster and Ruth Claxton particularly impressed: with Forster, I thought “I could do that… And I have, many times! Just as successfully!”, whilst Claxton made me think, “fun idea, but so what?”

However, they had several items by other artists which I really liked: I had to stop myself buying an original, lifesize Anthony Gormley print (cheap at £6,000…), which I’ll probably regret doing (I still regret not buying a Howard Hodgkin print fifteen years ago – when I could have afforded it, too! I wish I had!).

(By the way, the floor of the gallery still had dribbles of mother of pearl embedded in it, left over from their festival show… I didn’t particularly like the exhibit, but there is something rather lovely about the inlaid stones still being there.)

Walking back, I managed to avoid being sucked into Waterstones – I have several unread books and a pile of Granta still to read, too.

However, the siren within Fopp drew me in. I couldn’t help it.

I picked up…



And all for less than £20!

I nearly picked up a couple of Dexter Gordon CDs, too - Go and Our Man In Paris - I didn’t because I know I have them both on vinyl, and I couldn’t remember whether – or which – I have on CD. This was a good move – I do actually have Go; I might go back to pick up Our Man In Paris tomorrow – I mean, for £3? Jeez!