I try to make the most of the time when Cygnet is with his daddy. Although I am always proud to be a single mum, it is rare that I feel that single motherhood allows me to do things that I would find very difficult as a coupled mother. As I sipped pink champagne at a preview of the Royal Academy’s Summer Exhibition today, I pondered how very difficult it would be to be quite so civilised with a shouting, running hooligan of a 22 month old boy in tow.
Last year’s Summer Exhibition was absolutely brilliant. Last year I loved how the artwork had been hung; often on in your face brightly coloured walls that would make the sombre tones of Farrow and Ball scream in horror. This year most of the art was hung on white walls and I fell in love with some of the individual pieces of art work.
If only I could afford to buy them and had the space to hang them.
Let me show you a selection:
This little girl is a sculpture, but she seems so very real and I just fell in love with her.
You have to be a member of the Royal Academy, or, as in my case, a friend of a member of the Royal Academy of Arts to be able to attend a preview. I love attending the previews because some of the other members are just so great to watch. I was fascinated by this woman’s hat. I think it was a dog, but who knows, the zoom on my i-phone wasn’t quite good enough. I just thought she was great.
These skulls would make a great centrepiece for a dinner party with a difference, and this painted piece of toast made me re-think whether our stale bread has to be thrown to the ducks in the river.
My absolute favourite painting of all was Kate’s Dream by John Wragg RA. I covet it. I almost considered getting the credit cards out and buying it, but then I remembered that I have a 1970s kitchen with avocado skin coloured worktops. I have calculated that if I continue to save diligently I will be able to replace said kitchen with a clean white Ikea specimen hopefully sometime towards the end of 2017. If I spent £6500 on this stunning piece of art work, I would be living with the avocado skin worktops probably until 2019.
It’s a tough call and I may yet change my mind. I am a rubbish cook anyway.