Sleeping cormorants
fairy lights on the far bank
Orion’s display
I was out in London, the moon and lights on the South Bank shone over the Thames. And when I got home, Orion distinctively shone out of the dark sky.
2012, 366 days (we have a leap year) of Haikus. Following the 5-7-5 syllable structure. Wish me luck!
Sleeping cormorants
fairy lights on the far bank
Orion’s display
I was out in London, the moon and lights on the South Bank shone over the Thames. And when I got home, Orion distinctively shone out of the dark sky.
Dark and beautiful
the trees twinkle with the pale
glow of Christmas lights
photo © Mel Melis
Time to choose. Be Brave.
Pin your colours, or you’ll grow,
Saggy boobs of shame.
I was invited by the Southbank Centre to attend the press preview for the David Shrigley exhibition at the Hayward Gallery today (formally opens tomorrow). They liked my blog! Even with all the profanity and ill informed opinions! So I was proper chuffed by that. First time ever (and perhaps the last) I’ll get to say “I’m here for the press preview” in a Sean Connery voice (I didn’t do the voice).
I’ll write a proper post about all things Shrigley on my other blog, but for today, a Haiku about my favourite Shrigley image. It was on a greeting card I bought once. It’s not in the exhibition, but it was my first exposure to David Shrigley, so it’s my way of honouring the first bit of his work I ever saw. And yes, the exhibition is great, worth a visit.
Had a really lovely day yesterday, we went into London in the evening, popped to the Hayward Gallery for a look at the “Not a pop up” kick off for Nobrow books, a brilliant up and coming book and graphic novel publisher.
We bought some lovely books and postcards and then moved onto the BFI where we watched the whole first series of Look Around You (classic BBC science spoof series for the uninitiated, taking the piss out of 70’s/80’s schools and colleges science programmes). And there was a Q&A at the end with Wossy and the writers/stars/director of the show.
But my Haiku is not about any of that… it was about the incredible sunset as we drove to the station. So…
Rose Petals Falling,
Behind the sun’s chariot,
Surrenders the day.