Reviewing some of my favourite photos from the former Daily Post Photo Challenge. Remembering a mini family day out with my twin sisters and niece who was very scared of the moving dinosaur (very funny!).
I’ve always been impressed by the architecture of the Barbican Estate, this summer I had several opportunities to spend more time there and explore. I discovered the conservatory only open on Sundays during spring and summer, Frobisher Crescent and the Curve, a curved space used for some very interesting art installations which fully utilise the space.
I have very happy memories of watching James Brown and his band in the concert hall probably about 16/17 years ago. It was a great show and he displayed great showmanship throughout.
Recently I attended a performance of Luna Gale written by Rebecca Gilman at Hampstead theatre, London. Catching those who fall through the cracks is the part of the role of Caroline the main character in Luna Gale her attempts take her to the edge where her job is at risk but she does what she does because she cares, too much? Government or departmental policy is shown to be far from fit for purpose with troubled teenagers falling through the cracks.
The play tackled some very serious themes with great care and reminded me about my last experience of watching something in a theatre that is not a typical or expected topic Glasgow Girls by Cora Bissett comes to mind. Both productions cover topics that are brought to life by giving us a view into the lives of those who should expect to be protected but through no fault of their own the system fails them.
Watching with me was my sister who also enjoyed the play and pointed out the repeating theme of wholeness, several characters employed different solutions in an attempt to feel whole, relying on religious experiences or synthetic stimulants. This was further reinforced when the pastor in the play prayed for the main character and made a reference to her feeling whole again following some very powerful revelations regarding her own past. The cast highly skilled at bringing to life the complex drivers involved in the issues of when the state has to step in to ensure the most vulnerable member of a family, a baby (Luna Gale) requires assistance. The set backdrop of grey box files underlined that feeling of an overload system bursting at the seams.
A few years ago I read “The sweetest Swing in Baseball” by Gilman which I really enjoyed but unfortunately didn’t manage to catch on stage. So I was very happy to see another example of her work. Having enjoyed Luna Gale and the important journey it took the audience on it’s definitely a play I would recommend.
Recently aboard the HMS President I learnt all about Dazzle ships when attending the 1418Now drinks reception. The HMS president is moored on the River Thames by the Embankment in central London. We heard talks from Professor Chris Wainwright of University Arts London and the ships Captain, Chris Cooper who also took us on a tour of the Ship.
Ships were camouflaged with a range of dazzle paintings during the First World War making it difficult for the enemy, particularly U-boats to determine which direction ships were travelling in. Making it impossible for them to plot the launch of the few missiles they carried on board. Several hundred ships a week were being sunk a week during the war. This action helped to reduce fatalities and enable vital supplies to reach mainland Britain which was fast running out of supplies.
As one of the last three surviving warships of the Royal Navy built during the First World War, the HMS President (1918), the first type of warship built specifically for anti-submarine warfare, was originally ‘dazzled’ in this way.
It was very interesting to learn that the team used to attached the artwork (by the artist Tobias Rehberger) to the body of the ship was also responsible for the Mega poster of the Royal Family hung over the Sea Merchants building. It was hard to miss at the time!
This is my entry for the Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge: Orange
These images are from a fire show by the Burnt out Punks . Walking along London’s buzzing South Bank one Saturday evening I stopped by to watch their outdoor show at the National Theatre’s Festival Square. I’ve always loved the energy in the colours and contrasts captured on that night.
This post is also part of BlogHer’s NaBloBoMo March challenge.