Yesterday I ventured into London as a pre-birthday excursion, to visit a few galleries for my Final Major Project, to get a few bits of inspiration and to generally awaken my mind. 
Paolo Reversi @ The Wapping Project Gallery, Bankside, was awful.
A horridly small exhibition space and badly organised.  
Being a fashion photographer his work didn’t feature any clothes, just more or less nudes. All are taken with a 10×8 tripod-mounted camera which provides a distinctive appearance – shallow depth of field, occasional blurring and an old-fashioned ‘look’, helped here by the fact that almost all the images are in black and white. 
 
Guinevere sitting on table, Paris, 2004
Gelatin Silver print
40 x 50 cm

I then visited the Tate Modern, which is just around the corner from The Wapping Project, to see their current exhibition, Yayoi Kusama. A lot more organised than the Paolo Reversi, but that was probably because it was a paid exhibition. A very good collective of her work and progression through her mental condition, but by far the best, and most interesting of her works is her installation pieces - The Infinity Mirror room and Propagating room. A must see!
After that I tubed it all the way to the newest of the White Cubes in Bermondsey to see Gilbert and George’s new exhibition called LONDON PICTURES
In these new ‘LONDON PICTURES’ (2011) Gilbert & George present an epic survey of modern urban life in all its volatility, tragedy, absurdity and routine violence. Brutal and declamatory, these brooding and disquieting pictures have been created from the sorting and classification by subject of nearly 4000 newspaper headline posters, stolen by the artists over a number of years. In their lucidity, no less than their insight into the daily realities of metropolitan life, the ‘LONDON PICTURES’ are Dickensian in scope and ultra-modern in sensibility.

Then of course I needed a new dress for my birthday, so I rocked down to Topshop in Oxford street which is literally an art gallery in itself, complete with hair dressers and eatery. Shame it’s so busy and loud in there or I could have spent an entire week looking around. I got this little number from a concession called Rare. Can’t wait to strut my stuff in it tonight! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!