Had a sunny afternoon with lovely Lucy at the Tate Modern, drinking Earl Grey, listening to the weird recordings and wandering through the galleries. I love the Rothko room. Imagine what those canvasses must've looked like blank - very intimidating I suppose? but then I'm not a huge fan of white canvas cos I never know what to do with it.
And then waking up at 8am on Sunday morning only to realise that having forgotten to change the clocks, it's actually only 7am so we had an extra hour in bed! Thank you Jesus!
Tried to paint some stuff myself last night - might've been good but I'd decided on a loud scarlet background and I ran out of red paint.
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