9th, March, 2015: First London Trip With Sixth Form!

9th, March, 2015: First London Trip With sixth Form!

So, this Monday it was our first London trip together as Art Students in Sixth Form! We had to visit The Tate Modern Gallery and then the National Portrait Gallery. 

So i had to get up at six so i could actually iron all of my clothes and find something to wear. I was lazy and got a lift to school and i had to be there for 7:30am.
Of course we had to take the puppy with us in the car, and i couldn`t even get out of the car since he was attacking my seat belt. Then when i got out he saw my friend Scarlett stood by the gate... Which meant he went a little crazy before going back to car. Luckily nobody saw me struggle with him, which would of been completely embarrassing if they did.

We actually set off at 7:55am, the oldest teacher, sue, was fucking around for to long at it began annoying the hell out of everyone... Like seriously, who the hell takes 25 minutes to get "us" ready; we where all ready to go and she was messing around and doing whatever for so long.
It took us 4 hours to get to London on the coach, if we had gone by train then it would of been 2 hours and 30 minutes. we only stopped once at a seriously small service station, i didn`t get anything or go pee pee, to be honest with you i just wanted to get there.

So we walked around the Tate Modern Art Gallery...
I hated it. I dn`t want to sound ungrateful when the art teachers had put the effort into organizing a very un-organized trip.
So there was a lot of work on exhibition there, and quite a few floors to walk around.However the majority of the work in there looked as if they had just given a blank canvas and some paints to a three year old. One room even had three huge, light brown canvas` that had spray painted lines and circles on them... That was it, seriously; if that`s art these day i think i need to throw up on a piece of paper, solidify it and then put it up for auction.
Another room was full of canvas` that had the basic outline of fat women with three boobs, but it looked like a blind man had done them. Next to one of them was a blob which must of been a man since it had a blue sausage attached to the bottom half of it and it was in front of a fat three boobed woman. Is there even a point in these pieces? I don`t even know.
So much of the work in there looked like it was un-finished. The only thing i enjoyed was two taxidermed birds with arrows through them that where pinned to a wall, the only thing that i didn`t like was the background behind it was plain white with the outline of a random building that looked like it had been drawn by someone who had extremely shaky hands. 

So i ended up leaving the gallery rather bored and un-satisfied. I found nothing that inspired me for my own work and overall i was disappointed at the fact that it lacked work that was worth looking at.
The work in there was so disappointed that i only spend a few seconds in each room before passing in to the next because nothing was even worth looking at really.
there was a lot of photography work, and even though i`m a big fan of photography, none of it interested me and everything was just in Black and white. For instance, one image had a man in Asian styled clothing, wearing either a space helmet or a motor bike helmet... I can`t even remember which one it was, that`s how bad the photography work was, i remember none of it.

we headed over the National Portrait Gallery afterwards, but we where late leaving again because of the Art Teachers where walking around in the gift shop for a ridiculously long amount of time.
The only reason we actually left, is because we began to walk off without them, and they eventually noticed and caught up with us. 

The National Portrait Gallery was pretty boring.
All of the work was huge but old, i didn`t know who was actually in the paintings and i had no idea as to who had painted them.
Maybe if i was actually interested in Royal events in history or any history actually; then i would of actually enjoyed my time in there. The only thing that actually interested me a little bit was a head entirely made of a mans blood.
every month he took a certain amount of blood out of his body and placed inside of a mold of his own head. He filled it up and placed it in preserving water or something like that and now it`s stored at -16 degrees. That had to be the only thing that inspired me out of the whole day; slowly giving yourself away so you can produce a copy of your head with you inside of it... If that makes any sense, but it`s cool! 

Then we where loud to walk around Covert Garden and do some shopping...
But i`m broke, and London is expensive so all i got was loads of cheap Jelly Belly sweets, a cute pendant for my boyfriend and then a fridge magnet for my mum.
She`s been collecting Fridge Magnets for ages now and she has to get one almost everywhere she goes; even when i went to Japan two years ago, i got her two fridge magnets as a little gift.
I also met an old London friend of mine who i haven`t spoken to properly in a while, he showed us around and told us the best places to eat around covert Garden.

Pokemon update:
David is beating me level wise, he`s about 75 on all f his Pokemon and i`m not even at level 50 with mine. I`m currently on Victory road though so i think i`ll be catching up very quickly indeed! 

Monday, 9th, March, 2015   8:52pm    ~Melonhead Amy, Blogger

(Sorry for the late upload, i`ve been busy this week and need to catch up with coursework that i missed out on last week). 

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