I left my bed

If you're into art and are in London, there is an exhibition worth going to see! International law firm Ashurst and Oaktree & Tiger Gallery have picked 25 short listed pieces. I am lucky enough to be close with a lovely and very talented lady who has been shortlisted for the art prize, called Jane Tudge. A bit about the artist in question... Jane left school and carried on to work as an archive assistant after realising her parents would never let her go to Art College. She now has a first degree in Fine Art, along with a bursary and 4 prizes. Her most recent work is a commissioned piece made for a touring exhibition organised by Salt Road in partnership with Hereford Council. Jane predominantly works with beeswax because, in her words, of the contrary connotations of preservation and jeopardy.  Her work is gaining recognition and is in national and international private collections and the Womens Library.  A bit about the exhibition... Her piece in the exhibition is ...

After frantically working all day on a last minute transcribing job, i was soooo ready to go to dinner... Oh wait, no i wasn't. I was FREAKING OUT. I didn't quite realise how much until i arrived at the Tate members room and had to speak to people i didn't know, and then i turned to James and was like "oh my god, i'm hot James, are you hot? i'm really hot. its hot isn't it?" He told me to take some deep breaths or whatever other useless crap loving boyfriends say to you when you're going to have a panic attack and then i yelled at him at him in the elevator for asking me a simple question of calling the man i was suppose to meet. (Sorry James, think he might find it amusing now) The truth is, i didn't have a fucking clue what i was doing. It was all well and good emailing the manager, i'm well good at talking via typing, but to approach him? As someone of relative importance to the evening? What the fuck man. Anyway, i told myself to g...

Okay for the sake of all artists and art students out there who I don’t want to freak out or want to punch me, this is my disclaimer. It is my first art exhibition – ever. I didn’t mess about and picked the Sigmar Polke exhibition as I’d heard some really interesting stuff about his pieces which sounded right up my street. The Tate Modern, where it is based, is a beautiful big building. I’ve been there before and was awestruck by its minimalist style. Maybe that’s because my room is always messy. James came with me as he is a member of the Tate and also an art history student. I knew I could probably do with the help. He told me that unless you read the descriptions of the room on the wall, you wouldn't understand any of it. This is critical information guys. The first room, out of 14, was amazing and probably my favourite. It was just so ridiculous and out there I would burst into giggles every 10 seconds. This room was called “Capitalist Realism”. It was Sigmar Polke’s ...