-(NOTE: This post is a recollection being written 2 days on...Sunday night.)-
I went and visited the National Portrait Gallery in Trafalgar Square; in order to attend a 'late' night drawing session.
The first thing I noticed was, the usual side gates were shut; so, instead, I had to walk further down...and, enter through the other side entrance.
I went upstairs...and, there collected a drawing board(piece of cardboard)...; and, some multiple pieces of paper. I think, in all I took up, at least, 6 pieces of A3 paper. I actually used up around 3 of these papers; then, took the blanks back home with me to practice drawing on. I drew...
- A statue of woman's head
- A girl sitting down in front of me doing some drawing (drawing her from the back)
- A black and white photo of a black lady
- A black and white photo print of a lady with hair in a bun
- I believe, I also executed doing one or two purely imaginary drawings, as well.
None of these drawings were good enough to be well worth keeping.
VAUXHALL: VAN GOGH WALK : BOOK EXCHANGE
I remember stopping in Vauxhall to go and collect a few books; though, right now, I've forgotten their names...?
HAD A REALLY CLOSE SHAVE MISS WITH A SPEEDING MOTOR BIKE
On my way back home, again...travelling though a narrow Brixton market shopping lane...I had a really chose shave miss...very nearly colliding with a speeding motor bike. I was doing say 3-5 mph/and, he was doing 10-20 mph...basically, I wasn't looking upwards...but, instead, was looking downwards(feeling really tired)...as I wasn't expecting anything to come along so 'fast'...that is apart from moving people all around me. However, quite suddenly, I heard an engine noise...and, then, when I looked up...there was this speeding motor bike coming straight at me...causing me to quite involuntarily do a 'panic' swerve...luckily, I served off to the right/and, he swerved left...otherwise, we would have both swerved directly into one another.
I thought to myself...boy, that was 'close'...?! I wonder what would have happened had he actually caught me...would it have meant broken bones/or, unconsciousness/or, cuts/brain damage/-etc. The guy 'beeped' his horn...but, just far too late; so, I didn't actually see him right up until the very last few seconds...on a bike it's awfully hard to get away from a speeding motor cycle...which is moving at a much quicker rate than you are...it's a lot like trying to dodge 'a speeding bullet', in fact!
I tried my best to completely ignore the incident...and, just 'rejoice' that nothing bad did actually happen for real; but, the truth is...it was something I couldn't easily forget; and, basically, the memory kind of soured all the rest of my night. Days, later on, I still cannot easily forget...if one isn't, really and truly, careful...then, a person's life can really quite drastically change in only just 'one' second, alone...sometimes, riding a push bike can be extremely 'dangerous'!
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