Reflections On Art


I don’t normally plan ahead for my blog posts, preferring to take what comes in the day. I did, however, wake up in the night with an idea which I put into practice today.

Jackie drove me to New Milton for the Waterloo train for me to have lunch with Norman, and collected me from Brockenhurst afterwards.

On my now familiar walk from the London Station, I passed Llewellyn Alexander (Fine Paintings) Ltd London Art Gallery on the corner of Cornwall Road and The Cut. Behind well guarded windows, paintings and ceramics are on display. I have often noticed that, criss crossed by its protective metal grill, the glass reflects the world going by, and in my sleepy state I had dreamed up the idea of a project. It was a dull day, but I thought I’d have a go.

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 As can be seen by those capable of reading mirror writing, this first photograph was taken from Cornwall Road. There were no big red buses in the shop.

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Around the corner, in The Cut, a woman carrying an orange bag approached me. Suddenly, abruptly, she paused, and turned towards the window;

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stopped to study a painting for a while;

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then walked on.

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These reflections give an indication of what is currently being performed at The Old Vic opposite;

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and offer the opportunity for a double take.

Norman and I enjoyed a meal at Tas restaurant in The Cut. My choice was a fish casserole and mushroom rice followed by baklava. We shared a bottle of the excellent house red wine, and finished with coffee, mine being Turkish without the sugar. We then walked back to Waterloo together.Llewellyn Alexander reflection 11

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I stopped again at Llewellyn Alexander’s because the light was now so much better. Norman walked on and I caught him up, after I had taken a few more shots;

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including one showing him using his stick.

The Infant Crocodile

Jackie drove me to and from New Milton today, for me to take an uneventful journey to Waterloo and back, to lunch with Norman at Tas in The Cut.

Raindrops on Pansy

Fresh pansies in the station platform planter bore remnants of last night’s rain.

Alaska Street/Cornwall Road

I approached The Cut by walking across Waterloo Road and down Alaska Street to Cornwall Road where I turned right. The gentleman using his mobile phone was quite happy to appear in shot.

Infant Crocodile

Further along Cornwall Road a multi-ethnic infant crocodile was led under a railway arch,

Railway Arch

beneath which a pair of gentlemen in hard hats subsequently made their way, as the children filed through yellow cased scaffolding supports further up Cornwall Road.

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The bright red buses in their station, like Shakespeare’s players, have their exits and their entrances.

Conversation in uniform

A uniformed conversation took place in The Cut,

Young Vic restaurant

where the Young Vic restaurant encouraged alfresco custom,

Bill Posters

and Bill Stickers changed the posters advertising the new programme.

Norman and I both chose tender lamb casserole followed by perfect baklava for our meal, and shared a very good bottle of the Anatolian house red wine.

Waterloo Road

My return to the terminal railway station was taken along Waterloo Road where the foundations of the building alongside the old fire station appear to have been completed.