The Wright Show tomorrow’s going to be about Casual Sexism with Richard Maudeley (heck)
At Sutton House in Homerton, Hackney (I said Homerton) there’s an event in a few days with intelligent women talking about everyday sexism. Already thirty-somethings are saying to me “What to do? Talk and go away and nothing changes?” Seventy-somethings say to me “Been there. Got the tee-shirt” Luke warm hot air makes pink air.
It costs £4. Artisan bread in Hoxton costs £4.
A Debate with Melissa Benn, Kat Banyard and Kate Pickett
Chaired by Zoe Williams
Monday 12th May, 7pm
Sutton House, 2-4 Homerton High St, Hackney, London E9 6JQ
Was open-jawed on Sunday as I heard and saw a grown man shouting in the face of a two year old and advising the child to talk nicely and stop shouting if they want the confiscated toy. See this kind of thing daily.
Went to an Hackney “Safeguarding our children” workshop yesterday.
Passed a lady on Lea Bridge Road who was singing to her baby in the pram. Phew!
No need to book for all these events
Wed 30th April £2.50 12.30-2.30pm soup at The Mill E17
free 6.00-7.30pm Poetry at The Centre for Better Health
Thurs 1st May free 6-8.30pm Community healthy cooking at Waltham Forest College E17
Fri 2nd May free 1.00-3.30pm Claremont Project in Angel Islington. Craft fair.
Sat 3rd May free “East London in flux ” at Uni Birkbeck Stratford e15 exploring local residents’ views and others’ about Olympic Cities. Refreshments and a tour. (Tickets at Eventbrite)
free 10-5pm Old Town Hall Stratford E15 African Bridal Show. (Tickets at Eventbrite)
Sun 4th May free 3pm for one hour.Finsbury Park Walk .Meet Finsbury Park Café. Haringey Trees hosting.
Mon 5th May free Lloyd Park May Fair E17
For free for over 60s. Dilston Grove in Southwark Park is just spot on and by Surrey Quays Overground Station on the posh clean line. Seniors from local parishes and from Leyton under the Up Your Street banner have just enjoyed three days of drawing tuition and a freebie to the Tate.
Michele Fuirer was the tutor working in partnership with CGP (Community Gallery Projects) and in September there are three days with Alex Julyan. Book with cgp London.
At the same time Mark Titchner has his sound and visual installation entitled “Rose”. It’s powerful and beautiful. Big screens and speakers blast out kinda meditation music and red spots from the interior of the ugly old concrete church built in 1911.
Today I was engaged big time. It was great to get to the venue on the East London line. The art/community space is not actually in the miserable-looking church: It’s in an add-on extension with cooking and toilet facilities. All to the good.
In my evaluation I mentioned that an highlight was the fact that we seniors were not talked down to in tones of condescension. It’s possible that most of the wise ones were from U3A, you know, white middle class and professional. Love ’em,
Brr. In a cold downstairs room in Hackney at The Centre for Better Health in Darnley Road Hackney we sat around the drawing table ready to be inducted and instructed: Inducted into the learning curve that is CBH courses and instructed in drawing techniques by Amanda Bracken. This is a ten week course. So far so good.
Bought me some sourdough meteor-sized loaves at a mere £2 each. I think they’re £4 at the Health Bakery in Hoxton. Bit off more than I can chew, carved them up and froze them for my friend’s eightieth birthday on Sunday after some light opera at the Tower of London with The Connaught Singers. Have you seen the cost of getting into the Tower? Arm and a leg. My treat is free.
So enjoyed Greg Butler’s art work in the Darnley Gallery. Loved “Pogues’ London”. The exhibition has finished but the work’s still up. Considering buying “Bjork”.
This morning I submitted work to the Claremont Project’s “Ephemeral” exhibition then joined the group outing to the Cubitt Art Gallery, just around the corner. I’d been there before at the back of The Angel Islington when I’d attended the opening evening of a community art exhibition, when white wine sparkled and flew, when an orchestra played in a corner and when London 2012 hysteria manifested in pop-up galleries and cafes was waning fast if it had ever been sniffed at in Islington
The curator, Fatima, at Cubitt welcomed we seniors and some trolley-bags warmly even giving us tea and posh biscuits then explained all about Cubitt, and went into some artspeke to expound the careers of the US artists exhibited in this space. Twas brillig.
Two dames had a verbal. Not seen restrained nastiness before except between Channel 4 Newsreaders and Farage of UKIP fame. The exhibition is all about technology because Cynthia video-taped loads back in the 1973 days. We today are accustomed to digital HD sharpness so alien to our older eyes were the faded greys of the black and white recordings and we, the slightly annoyed bodies, were not that enamoured with poor readings of scripts.
The spoiler was that Ben the artist in love with community engagement was about to sell for more than a shilling his art which I missed in passing and give the dosh to Claremont. The project has just laid gorgeous carpet in the vestibule and needs some better-looking chairs in the downstairs lounge. Someone will buy. People spend stooped amounts on art, don’t they Ms Emin?
I went along the maze of studios at the back of the Cubitt Gallery to get to the Ladies. Oh my! Kinda like “Yellow Submarine” with opening doors, artists appearing then retreating, bikes stationery, and hardboard partitions.
I really did get the art. Evidently Cynthia’s tapes were all under her bed, stored and never seen until now. Now is the time, I guess. Anything goes. Is it all about the process? Is it all about widening the audience? Is it all about making the spectator the sponge for artists’ ideas? Well, the good thing was that in fact we seniors did congregate and discuss candidly what we thought. Community engaged and talking: Job done Cubitt.