A few weeks ago M and I were given free tickets to see Snow Patrol at the O2 (that’s another story) and I’d heard about an amazing David Hockney exhibition that was on in London. So in my usual naive way I asked at the hotel where we could buy tickets…they were nice about it but apparently it’d been sold out for weeks (everyone else seemed to know that). But it’s always good to check and when M found the exhibition online he saw that they’d just released some late night tickets, yayy, so at 10:30 on a Saturday night we trotted into the Royal Academy of Arts to see David Hockney’s latest works, many of which have been inspired by the countryside of East Yorkshire.
I think this is the first time I’ve ever been so ‘wowed’ by an art gallery…the colours looked like they were somehow backlit from behind the paintings and seeing these huge pieces displayed on the vast gallery walls of the Royal Academy of Art was very moving. David Hockney manages to make trees of blue and tree trunks of purple look real. I sat on a bench in the middle of the gallery and gazed at this huge glowing picture, his work is something quite special.
I love trying out new things in life and going to an art gallery at that time of night was new to me (it felt like something that people do in movies) but the real thrill was seeing such a fabulous slice of Yorkshire up there in the middle of London astounding everyone who gets to see it. Go Yorkshire!