Jeana and I went to perhaps the most remarkable exhibition space in Scotland today. It’s a forest on an estate at Wilkieston, between Edinburgh and Livingston on the Calder Road.
Artists of international repute are represented, with works that take nature as their theme.
You may have seen Charles Jencks’ Life Mounds at the National Gallery of Modern Art in Belford Road. That was a mere starter for 10. The mounds here are significantly more detailed and four times the size. Antony Gormley, Nathan Coley (whose In Memory is nothing short of stunning), Ian Hamilton Finlay, Jim Lambie, Andy Goldsworthy (whose Stone House is breathtaking), and Laura Ford all impress.
Laura Ford’s exhibits, called Weeping Girls, is my pick of the bunch; like walking onto the set of The Ring, these macabre, faceless Bronze girls beguil and intrigue. It is truly unique and possibly the most affecting piece of art I have ever seen.
The Ring, 3.
I simply cannot find enough superlatives to review Jupiter Artland.
It fucking rocks.
And fucking rolls.
The cafe, run by Circle cafe at Canonmills is the best I’ve ever been at. Great food. Great value. Great Airstream.
Spotted at Gardening Scotland last week
Well, I finally put my money on the Dutch to win the World Cup, with or without Robben. But I couldn’t resist the five to one on offer for the USA to put Ingerland into mourning. So come on the Yanks.
The lesser spotted Eagle.
I’ve creamed a drive, smacked a sweet 3 wood to 70 yards and stand with a pitching wedge on the 2nd fairway at Dundas. “Nice shot” my opponent shouts as I nip a sweet little wedge greenwards. Two bounces and it drop off the pin into the hole. After 35 years of waiting I finally shoot my first ever eagle. I was pleased. Ross my opponent high fives me and I go two up.
Two holes later, despite playing to five under my handicap I’m only one up. and at the turn it’s all square. Then I lose 10, 11, 12 and 13. Four down with five to play. But I dig deep and win 14and 15. Disaster awaits on the 16th tee though and a hooked drive leads to a five. It’s all over. All I have to remember this round by is that elusive eagle. But it’s a sweet one.
When I saw Tom at home I asked him. “How’d you play son?’
“Crap, but I eagled the first.”
Whatever. He’s had about 10.
And so, the all too brief but wondrous, Junior Apprentice comes to an end with unquestionably the most likaeable Apprentice winner ever in Arjun Rayjagor.
Charming, articulate, willing, creative and…god…so polite.
I would hire this young man in the blink of an eye.
The rest were the usual hotch potch of wannabees and prats. But somehow, Junior Apprentice captured the human condition a little more sweetly, a little more believably than its daddy.
It was, in fact, the daddy.
Karren Brady played a blinder too by the way. Just enough to make her presence known. Not too much to piss Margaret off.
Sir Alan? Och. He gets all the best lines.
Should get through the traffic OK.
My mate, Phil Adams of Blonde Digital, is taking part in this summer’s Mongol Rally as part of a team called The Ambeciles (5 imbeciles in a secondhand ambulance). Check them out here http://www.theambeciles.com/
More details on the rally itself here – http://mongolrally.theadventurists.com/
They are looking to build their fanbase on facebook as it gives them access to more corporate sponsorship to underwrite the not inconsiderable costs of undertaking the adventure. If they can point to loads of fans the sponsors will be more likely to support them so please help this really good cause by signing up as a fan at http://www.facebook.com/TheAmbeciles
The objective, ultimately, is to raise money for various charities with over £1,500 raised so far in total.
They are planning to give the charity side of this a big push in July but if you would like to help just go to http://www.justgiving.com/TheAmbeciles The principal beneficiary from the Edinburgh end of The Ambeciles is The Sick Kids Friends Foundation.
Those creepy gymnasts with the mega fake tan were easily the best though.