Where my previous blog was ACTION PACKED, this one will probably be quite boring in comparison.
I'm still working on getting the webpage together for the gallery, but its coming along quite slowly. Its proving quite difficult to get in contact with some of the artists that are to be featured on the website, so getting their information to place along with their work has been a long, annoying process. Now that the gallery opening has passed, there hasn't really been a lot to do around the gallery, so my days have gotten steadily slower. I did, however, sell a painting, which is insanely awesome. Also, the lack of things to do has led to bonding oppurtunities with the girls I work with. We're quite a multicultural group- Sixtin is from France, Helen is from London, Jimena is from Mexico, and of course I'm from the US. We all get along remarkably well, and I like to think that I have made lasting friends with them. We've swapped stories, anecdotes, and jokes, and I've grown to like them all very much. Sixtin is in London learning english, and we try to help her as best as we can. She is an incredibly sweet person, with many crazy dreams that I hope she'll be able to acheive. Helen was born and raised in London, and aches to hit the big time and get out of the city. She also aches for Prince Harry, which I can definitely understand :) She's brash and loud, and exactly my kind of a person. She's funny and knows all the good places for food, drinks, and shows. Jimena is meant for great things. She is outstanding at planning, and PR, and she is incredibly caring and protective of all of her friends. I've become the closest with her, mostly due to my helping her to not freak out at the opening. I feel like sometimes she puts a bit too much on her plate, but shes lucky to have friends around who are happy to help her cope. Wonderfully, she will be moving to New York city in a few months, so I will have oppurtunities to go and visit her after I leave London. Mostly, our group has been spending the past two weeks on our computers, complaining about internet speed and the state of facebook, but we have done quite a bit of work in promoting the gallery and selling artwork, so it isn't all fun and games.
This weekend, I went to Hampton court for a class assignment. Maybe it's because I'm an artist or a writer, or maybe just a geek, but walking down the echoing stone halls gave me chills. Or maybe it was because I promptly got rained on and was freezing, but the history of everything was amazing. Though I'm hesitant to use the term because of its cliche undertones, I was positively spellbound as I wandered around the castle. Everything ached with memories of previous times, and I actively tried to picture people wandering the cobbled pathways in court dress. Up until I saw them, that is. I had a gentleman in full court dress stop, take my hand and bow, calling me, "Your royal madam". I must have looked incredibly confused, because he followed up with, "You're wearing purple, miss. The color of royalty." That made me smile. I could get used to this.
Moments later, a much heralded Henry VIII and Katherine Parr walked through the chamber. As he passed me, he stopped and proclaimed, "We've just been married. You may congratulate us."
Besides the obvious entertainment, the place is constantly reminicent of period movies and Shakespeare, and I found myself trailing my hands across the walls while I walked. Is it possible to soak up history? I'm such a nerd.
Sunday night, I went and saw Penn and Teller perform at the Apollo Hammersmith. I saw them once previously in Las Vegas, and I've been watching them on TV for years before that. There were, unsurprisingly, absolutely outstanding. The theatre was absolutely boiling hot, but they preformed effortlessly. I am hoping to see atleast one more show while I'm here (hopefully two) but it has come to light that we only have about two more weeks left on our English adventure. I am at once excited and saddened by this. I have fallen in love with London completely, but I am a self professed home-body, and I desperately miss my friends and family. Not to mention many of my possesions. Mostly my bed. And my Xbox.
I'm ready to be home, but I know I will miss this city immensely once I've left it. Happily, London towne will remain where it is, waiting patiently for me to visit once more.
This post may not have been action-packed, but it was certainly fun to read. I loved hearing about your office mates and all the bonding that has taken place because work is a little slow. It sounds as if you're taking advantage of everything in London, and that's a very good thing! Keep up the good work.
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