1:30 PM WOKE UP 'LATE' IN THE DAY TO GO AND SIGN ON
Went Streatham Job Centre to go and sign on. Was meant to get there at 1:30 PM. Instead, I left home dead on 1:30 PM...which, of course, really made me worried I was going to get there 'late'. However, when I actually got there....; the sign on person didn't make any fuss...; just asked me...if I'd been doing my job search duties, as usual...to which I replied, yes...done, at least, 50+ job search applications online(they didn't check). Basically, they signed me on...and, just let me go.
2 PM RETURNED BACK HOME TO GO COLLECT MY HAT
I decided to return back home...; because, in my rush to get out the door to make my Job Cenre appointment on time...I forgot to wear my hat. So, I went back home just to get it. Handed my mum today's newspaper: FREE Metro paper I picked up from Streatham Hill tube station.
2:10 PM I left home to ride my bike, as fast as possible, towards Ackerman Medical Health Centre in Vauxhall; knowing I was actually meant to be there at 2 PM, instead.
2:30 HAD A VERY STRANGE ART CLASS; ME, ALONE/WITH ONE OTHER STUDENT...ALSO, BADLY HURT/CUT MY FINGER
I arrived at Ackerman Medical Health Center, Vauxhall only to find that nobody had turned up for the art class...no teacher/no students; instead, it was only just me alone.
No one had put out any tables/chairs...; thus, I had to go and do it myself. Moving the very first table...I managed to crush my finger really hard...when attempting to move the table through one of the doors...and, my finger started bleeding heavily. I had to go and wash the finger; then, dress/bandage it up with a paper towel...; I also had to dry up the drops of blood which were left on the floor(yes, bit of a nightmare; in fact, my finger kept on bleeding all damn day...until when I returned all the way back home which was night time: 11:30 PM).
3 PM One other student turned up...I think, her name was Jane. A slim fairly elderly lady with grey/white hair; I think, she teaches younger children. Anyway, we both discussed artists whose work we love...and, the psychology of creating art(the difference between child/adult art psychology)...too, we practised doing a few drawing exercises...drawing a plastic skull I'd brought. She also practised blind contour drawing of her hand. I did a realistic drawing of my own hand. Too, there were some imaginary drawings. Another exercise we practised was drawing heads upside down.
At one point, she mentioned she was interested in learning to do Origami(who knows, possibly, to go teach it to children/I really didn't ask). I had to explain to her than I'd just gone and hurt my finger...and, it was constantly dripping blood; so, I didn't wish to mess up papers by doing too much folding. Nevertheless, I showed her 3/or, 4 different methods of how to create a square from an oblong; how to produce a paper hat/and, from that paper hat, a boat; and, basically, that was it. She explained that she had to leave at 4 PM.
4 PM I was left all alone in class. This is despite Lil Sullivan saying another artist called: Jane Campbell, was coming to fill in for her at 4 PM; but, neither Lil/nor Jane did turn up...!
4:30 PM I decided to no longer bother waiting for anyone else to turn up; and, just leave early...as I wanted to see the latest Frank Bowling exhibition going on at Tate Britain...which closes at 6 PM on the dot. So, I packed up everything...moved the chair back/tables back; and, just very quickly left.
5 PM VISITED TATE BRITAIN: SAW THE LATEST FRANK BOWLING 'ABSTRACT' EXHIBITION/ALSO, GOT A 'RE-NEWED' TATE MEMBERSHIP CARD...BECAUSE, PREVIOUS ONE HAD EXPIRED
The first thing I did when I visited Tate Britain...was go into the 'drawing room'...and, practise doing some drawing using the FREE paper/pencils provided.
Next, I crossed over rooms to go and visit seeing the latest Frank Bowling -(black artist)- exhibition. I felt a bit shocked when, at first, the door entry guard...told me me Tate membership card had already expired in April 2019; so, she wouldn't let me in to see the show. Instead, I had to go downstairs to speak to membership...they gave me a brand 'new' card; which I took upstairs, again...this time to be let in successfully to she the show.
Frankly, I don't know too much about artist Frank Bowling's work; so, I really didn't quite know exactly what to expect...he seems to do a mixture of realist/abstract...I mostly saw 90% 'abstract' works...and, there were multiple rooms full of it....each room representing a particular decade in that artists life. I think, he is 80 years old, now...; and, still working at it. ;-)
6 PM, the gallery announced they are closing down, now; and, so everybody had to leave. I felt lucky because I had already seen everything inside of the exhibition.
7:30 PM JOINED ICA/INSTITUTE OF CONTEMPORARY ART
I knew I did not wish to go straight back home...so, I decided to go cycling around...eventually, I found myself at the ICA/Institue of Contemporary Art Gallery...near Buckingham Palace/St. James Park. I decided to pay £10.00 to join as a yearly member...which was the 'cheapest' membership option they had(people on benefits/students/old age/-etc)/renewable by DDR. 'Red' membership, the most expensive was £200.00 yearly, instead. And, there was also a middle tier membership, I forgot how much that cost...; but, it's benefits were exactly similar to the 'Blue' membership which I just went and brought.
I stayed inside there for quite a long while...looking at one of their latest exhibitions...which was related to some American girl...who is also schizophrenic, apparently...who writes profusely poetry/prose...things relating to politics/sexuality/depression/worthlessness/self-hate/family hating her/-etc. Her art works were diverse...including books/letters/video/sound tapes/drawings/-etc. Unfortunately, I forgot exactly what was her name...; but, I'll find that out, later on. Anyway, she reminded me in a way of Tracy Emin...only she seemed to have a much harder look on life. I saw her artworks both upstairs/and, downstairs. Got into the exhibition for FREE using my 'new' ICA membership card.
I also looked at their library of books on sale. I love looking through library books...which helps me to discover new artists whose name/work I've never ever heard of/or, seen before. Looking though library/shop books...also, allows me to see more of artists work whose name I do know, as well.
9:30 PM BALHAM, VISITED MCDONALDS/ALSO, SHOPPED AT ALDI
Coming back home, I found myself passing through Balham...where I stopped at McDonalds to buy -(using a £1.99 voucher)- a Big Mac/plus, fries; too, a Chocolate McFlurry ice cream(extra cost).
When I came out of McDonald's with my order...; and, was about to ride off on my bike. I noticed a shop sign saying: Aldi; and, decided to stop to go check that shop out. I ended up buying around £20.00 worth of food shopping in there. This time, I tried to avoid such things as biscuits/sweets...and, just concentrate on buying food items, instead...especially, fruit: yellow melon/plums/2 x guava pears/tomatoes/1 x cucumber/sweet peppers/potatoes/onions/4 x cream yougart's/1 box of chocolate ice cream lollies/-etc.
I also brought 4 thick bags...and, doubled them...then, balancing these bags on my bike handlebars, I cycled all the say home...going past Tooting Common/Streatham Hill tube station/and, so on. Eventually, I arrived home somewhere around 11:30 PM.
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