Yesterday late afternoon, I took Topaz to a station to buy a railcard and day travel ticket, so that I would be able to walk to the station just in time. I did. The train was more crowded than I expected, but still I sat comfortably.
|A poster in a train.|
|Arrival at St Pancras|
The train arrived on time, and I gave a visit to my Le Pain Quotidien. I never skip this routine when I come to St Pancras. It is the most delicious organic Almond croissants you can get in England, probably UK. I always have it with an espresso.
|My routinely visit|
|A cafe part was nicely crowded.|
|I saw Olympic rings on Dent's clock!|
|New fences around the building site.|
|Modern King's cross|
|There are people on the roof.|
|It looks dangerous!|
Art fair was interesting. I intended to get something I fancy. I found several works I like, and I can easily afford. But when I found the works of an artist I really like, all other things I had seen were wiped away from my head. There was something touching in his works. They are oil partings. I have always had good eye for arts. Once the gallery I used to buy for my work at Tokyo asked me to pick some artists, because after I had bought and asked them to get them framed, the artists became popular. This happened quite often.
So I didn't have any doubt about my selection. The issue was price. I had a certain amount of a budget. Within it, I just bought and told Mike afterwards. But, alas, the painting had a price tag higher than that. Ummmm. I had to ring up poor Mike at office. I explained, and he said 'how much?' I answered, then he asked me again 'HOW MUCH?' Ummm, that's not a good sign. (by the way, there were several middle aged wives using mobiles. I think they had similar questions to their husbands! lol) He said in the end, I should decide. Then, he cruelly asked me if I could carry it. I don't think I like to carry it in a crowded tube, and I am not sure if I can carry it without dragging it. I am small and short even for Japanese woman. I knew men (ehm, he) can carry. I had agonised for about a half of an hour. The gentleman in the gallery kindly hid it from the public for me. I told him within an hour, I would decide. In the end, I decided that I would give it a miss this time, but I would research on the artist for the next time.
Tomorrow I will show you some artists I liked at the fair. Good night!
|The little exhibition at the entrance|