LOTS OF PICTURES!
Hope and I set off bright and early
for our day out together.
On the way through to our first event
we came across a Big Egg Hunt
in Covent Garden.
It wasn't too difficult to spot these
eggs! There were loads of them but I
only photographed a few or we would
have been late.
They were beautiful, imaginative and BIG!
|(Someone looking like they've eaten rather too many Big Eggs!)|
The hunt was to raise money and awareness
for Action for Children.
The eggs are going to be sold by auction.
|(This was my favourite, it reminded me of|
Wallace and Gromit/Steampunk)
|(A London themed Egg by Network Rail)|
|(No Hope, we can't take this cute little bunny home!)|
We dragged ourselves away from the eggs
and went to an event staged by the
crew. This was a behind the scenes
talk about how the idea for War Horse
was born and how the 'puppets' developed.
It was fascinating, and the man giving the talk
had played the 'front end' of Joey in the original
cast, so he knew what he was
talking about and he spoke with real passion.
He explained how they developed the horses'
breathing, their movement and
the sounds they make.
(The photographs are a bit ropey because
I failed to switch the flash on, doh!)
Hope and I saw the show a couple of years
ago and loved it. When the horses came onto
the stage today my immediate and involuntary
response was to tear up with a lump in my
throat - such an emotional response from
puppets gives you an idea of how brilliant they
are and how talented the actors are who
make them 'real'.
The talk lasted for just over and hour and we
enjoyed every minute of it.
We then hopped on the tube and went to
Tate Britain for the Kurt Schwitters Exhibition.
I am in love, totally smitten with
the artwork of Kurt Schwitters.
In a nutshell,
Kurt lived in Germany and invented his
own art movement called Merz.but his
artwork was classed as 'degenerate' by the
Nazis and he fled to Norway. Unfortunately,
the Nazis then invaded Norway and he left
again, heading to Britain. Upon arriving in
Britain he was classed as an 'enemy alien'
and was interned in several successive
camps, finally ending up in
a camp full of artists and with a sympathetic camp commander. Throughout all this time he
created art, using the materials he could find
(he once made a sculpture out of porridge,
which went mouldy and very smelly!)
His collages are WONDERFUL, some are paper,
others include fabric and found objects such
as bus tickets, old wire and fragments of
There were paintings, sculptures, photographs
and ephemera. And I loved it all.
(Although there was a rather weird film
by a grandaughter of a friend of his;
lots of screaming and flashing images,
I'm not sure what that was all about.)
Unfortunately a lot of Schwitters work
has been lost or destroyed over the years
(some during the war years,
much to Schwitters' distress),
but there was still plenty to see in this
A day of eggs, horses and Schwitters -