On to Bilbao for the last couple of days and back to the amazing Guggenheim. Never mind the actual exhibitions, the building is so incredible you hardly need to go inside. But when you do you can't help marvelling at how on earth Gehry designed it. There are so many layers to it, so many different forms. I am obsessed with the point where texture meets texture, and there's lots of that here.
I also loved the Metro here. It's completely utilitarian, every station looks exactly the same - dark grey concrete, red sign, lift at one end. And so clean. Coming home to the London Underground felt so grimy and worn. But I guess it is about 100 years older. Then juxtapose that modernity with gorgeous old shop signage. I wish we kept our old shop signs here.
These chalkboard photos are from Camper. We have Camper here but whenever we're in Spain we like to visit. As soon as I saw the boys drawing on the board they reminded me of something French and late fifties. A bit Red Balloon but I can't put my finger on it. I took loads of pictures. It's also lovely as Isi has just started drawing, pretty much always superheroes but it is so lovely to see him gaining confidence in something he had no interest in before.
We shared a hotel room here which was ok (the boys had bunks) but not much room to swing a cat, and Gus was always opening the door and running down the corridor. Will he EVER grow out of this crazy stage? Honestly, we didn't have one meal where he sat down and ate, I chased him EVERYWHERE.
I'm glad you've enjoyed my holiday snaps. Coming home to London after the awful riots was a bit daunting. My father-in-law saved some newspapers for us and I got so emotional looking at the photos. But then at the end there were more positive images; hundreds of people volunteering with the big clean up, turning up with their own brooms. And a little girl sticking her note on the Why We Love Peckham board. Made me feel a bit better.