Newport Street Gallery
I had been planning to visit the Gallery for quite some time, but never managed. So when I arrived late for my yoga class, I decided not to waste the morning and got myself to the nearby Newport Street Gallery. Such a great decision. The venue is really good. Being early morning, there were few visitors, so I could enjoy Ashley Bickerton works of art at leisure and pleasure, dreaming of distant asian and pacific islands, with beautiful women and ferocious men, and disliking invading tourists and plastics more and more.
Fancying a coffee afterwards, I was directed to the Damien Hirst restaurant on the first floor, which decor reminded me too much of home. Service though was astonishing. Having been in the Notting Hill restaurant many years ago, it brought many good time hangovers back to memory.
And, of course, there was a beautiful oriental woman wearing a marvellous pompom necklace.
Glad to see Vauxhall getting a little bit cooler.