Tuesday 22n December 2009
For those who have not seen me since the now famous diet, this is me.
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Tuesday, 22 December 2009
At the Getty
Tuesday 22nd December 2009
If you could design and build the perfect art gallery, if money was no object and you had bought lots of land high up on a hill overlooking a city by the edge of the ocean, then this would be it.
And if you could visit it on a day which was brilliantly blue, with an almost cloudless sky, but not too hot and not too crowded, then today would be it.
The Getty Centre is outrageously good. It should not be allowed to be honest; it isn't fair. You hear people's jaws hitting the floor at the sight of some of the pieces.
Did I mention it is free?
When I die I want to come back as a paniting on a wall here. Not an oil painting obviously, perhaps some messy, impressionist, flower. Or a snail.
If you could design and build the perfect art gallery, if money was no object and you had bought lots of land high up on a hill overlooking a city by the edge of the ocean, then this would be it.
And if you could visit it on a day which was brilliantly blue, with an almost cloudless sky, but not too hot and not too crowded, then today would be it.
The Getty Centre is outrageously good. It should not be allowed to be honest; it isn't fair. You hear people's jaws hitting the floor at the sight of some of the pieces.
Did I mention it is free?
When I die I want to come back as a paniting on a wall here. Not an oil painting obviously, perhaps some messy, impressionist, flower. Or a snail.
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