On the way to the Edinburgh Modern Art Gallery today it occurred to me that I may have completely fucked up my life by coming to the UK. No job. No money. No nothing.
Angie and I argued. She went home in disgust at my negativity.
I trundled on towards the gallery with Jethro. I was filled with rage, but a determined sort of rage. A rage to take Jethro to the gallery, see the giant furniture, and have a nice time no-matter-what goddammit!
I rounded the corner and beheld the gallery façade…
Work No. 975: "Everything is going to be alright" Installation by Martin Creed
The neon lights knocked me forcefully. I fell to a bench, and my anger flushed out of me. It wet my gloves as it fled through my hands to the floor. Then it was gone—my red eyes and damp gloves the only evidence of it having ever existed.
When I stopped crying we went inside. . The giant furniture was amusing. The tourists were life-like. Edvard Munch’s lithographs were chilling.
Jethro and I had a wonderful time. I think I believe Martin Creed.
Kelty Dog has passed from this realm of existence. He’s moved on to wherever it is that Goose-Chasing-Stinky-Stonky-Peat-Bog-Dogs go.
Kelty, we shall miss your sock-chewing ways and biscuit-begging dances. We shall miss your silky fluffy-fatness and your grumpy-growl when we moved you from a comfy spot. Rest in Peace.
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Frosticles
The frost came to Edinburgh. I took Jethro to the library and we crispy-crunched slippy-slid our way along the pavements. I spotted this frosted autumn leaf in a frosty shrubbery.
Took a snap. Didn’t quite come out the way I hoped and the other pics, illustrating the expanse of frostiness across the shrubbery, just looked terrible.
Still we have a frozen leaf in the shade. Cold and sombre-looking, with some vaguely cheerful berries spotting the image.
Winter is coming. I wonder what the snow will be like.
A most curious family I met on my travels around Edinburgh. Falling all about most of the time, they managed to gather themselves up for a few photographs.
Mr Leaf
Baby Leaf
Costa coffee cups made from 100% Rainforest
Well not really. 100% Rainforest Alliance Approved or something like that, but it all comes down to perspective doesn’t it?
Also — what’s with the fake wooden slats on the table? You can’t really see from the photo, but the wooden slats on the table are actually stickers. It’s a solid table surface made to look as if it is made from wooden slats, optical illusion style. Except when I look down through the slats, I don’t see my legs under the table so it isn’t very convincing.
Bean incarcerated in Scotland. But super-fluffy and super-happy
We visited the Bean-dog in quarantine on Saturday. They actually locked us in her dog-run (she also has as heated sleeping area that isn’t exposed to the elements). I assume that people have attempted to jailbreak their pets in the past.
Nevermind—we’ll be better prepared next time when we smuggle in the wire-cutters.
