Met Sue in Leeds, off the fast London train, and soon discovered that Monday is a bad day for culture in Leeds. Apart from the art gallery being shut for 12 months, the Henry More Centre and the museum are closed Mondays. So bus to Wakefield and into Wakefield ‘ s new museum where I saw this excellent Anglo-Saxon head.
This looks about my level for the packet of Sculpey I recently acquired. Next day it was the Yorkshire Sculpture Park in the rain. Lots of giant creatures that a were a cross between bendy bunnies and Disney characters by an ex graffiti artist called KAWS. Not sure about them. Butt the seated Moore in the rain was reliably impressive.
Back in Wakefield it was into the Hepworth gallery for culture and lunch. Still trying to have a low carbohydrate diet, seeing as how it’s driven down my blood sugar and I’ve lost 5 kg. So selected the meat balls in spicy tomato sauce. But it came with two huge slabs of bread and a mass of chips. Managed to ignore the bread and just eat 4 chips. The rhubarb triangle is right here, and the Hepworth, with local brewer Ossett, have brewed a beer with rhubarb to help mark a photographic display by Martin Parry. Obviously had to try it. The rhubarb was not very obvious, but the citrussy hops made it very pleasant.
A gallery of plaster casts, and lots of info about their use in art schools, told us how things have changed over the decades.
Bus into Leeds for culture on next day and we passed fields of rhubarb. Two years grown outside to get a big healthy root, then into dark and warmish sheds where it sets out early seeking light, and is cropped and sold into the London markets. Never seen any in Brighton, only the Dutch equivalent.