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Wednesday, 19 May 2010

Who is the Vandal?

Anyone who has an interest in Graffiti "Art", lives in Bristol or considers themselves London and cool will be familiar with the work of Banksy, that mysterious, urban graffiti artist whose work hangs in the home of Angelina (she can have any man she wants including Brad Pitt) Jolie, amongst others.

London is lucky (or unlucky) enough, depending on your point of view, to have a some of his finest work, scattered around the Capital on walls, doors and pavements, all in the most unlikely of places.  In my opinion Banksy shows us that real artists can do more than just splash colour around, they can paint and draw.  If you look at the early work of artists such as Picasso and Braque you will see that a very long time before Picasso was drawing ears on chairs; or Braque was dripping paint on canvas like a sloppy plasterer they were both creating exquisite, representational works.  Many graffiti "artists" daub and often they don't do that very well but Banksy and artists like him enliven and enrich our often bleak urban landscape.  They give us something to laugh at or think about and they do it in a way that is real, relevant and entertaining and they give it to us for free.

Banksy has been responsible for such work in places as far apart as Palestine and the United States.  In 2006 he left a life-size replica of a Guantanamo Bay detainee at the California theme park Disneyland and in 2005, he decorated Israel's controversial West Bank barrier with satirical images of life on the other side.


On the 1st May of this year a man and a woman were caught on CCTV camera in a smash and grab of two signed prints of Banksy's work valued at £16000.  This is not the first time that Banksys work has been stolen and there have been incidents where the art has been literally chiseled off walls.

However, In 2007 workers from Network Rail painted over a set of doors to an electricity generator on which the artist had sprayed a monkey preparing to blow up a bunch of bananas. Network Rail said at the time

"We don't want graffiti on our property and we will remove it.....It's ugly, illegal and the public don't like it."

I bet the magnolia paint they used to cover it looks lovely and presumably was a nice clean canvas for all those charming, black tags that you see everywhere.  Interestingly only a week earlier six pieces by  Banksy fetched £372,000 at auction. A work in sprayed paint on canvas, depicting old women playing lawn bowls with bombs, went for £102,000.

Transport for London have also been responsible for a similar act of criminal damage.  In 2007 they painted over an image depicting a scene from Quentin Tarantino's Pulp Fiction, with Samuel L Jackson and John Travolta clutching bananas instead of guns.  The image was valued at more than £300,000.

In April of this year street cleaners in Melbourne Australia  painted over a Banksy stencil of a rat hanging underneath a parachute and adorning the wall of an old council building.  In September 2009 a mural by Banksy which once featured on the cover of a single by rock band Blur, was painted over by Hackney Council. The building's owner was in tears as she begged workmen to stop. By the time she persuaded them to it was almost gone. Hackney Council said the image was painted over in error. The property owner and resident gave consent for the mural to be painted on her building so it could be photographed for the launch of Blur's 2003 single Crazy Beat. The Council didn't have her permission to remove it and although it wrote to her requesting permission it wrote to an address she had not lived at for 25 years.  Getting no response to its letter the Council served an enforcement notice.  Hackney Council was unrepentant!
 
In September 2008 Banksy gave us the Winged Angel with Bullet-Proof Vest and Skull in the space where  the Pulp Fiction image had been painted over by Transport for London.  Sadly there is now a black space where Banksy's Winged Angel used to be in Old Street, London. 
 
So tell me..who is the vandal?

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Monday, 17 May 2010

Bluebells


Is there anything more beautiful than an English woodland in spring, swathed in bluebells. Personally I think not, although I do love to see a field of red poppies too. For the last few weeks I have been promising myself a trip into the Kent countryside to see the bluebells and finally managed to do so this Sunday afternoon. Even though the day was overcast and the flowers were past their best the experience was still magical and the bluebells impressive.


As we drove to Kings Wood we passed woodland on either side of the road that was drenched in the delicate blue of our native flower.


The most remarkable bluebell experience I have ever had was one very early morning in spring about 6 years ago. It was so early that I hadn't been to bed yet and my husband C insisted that we go and see the bluebells. We were a group of 10 on our way home from a party in Lydd and just wanting our beds and a cup of tea. We complained, we moaned and we tried to persuade him otherwise but to no avail. Climbing out of our vehicles we begrudgingly traipsed behind him resenting the unwanted exercise and longing for the comfort of our cars. And then we saw them. A beautiful spring morning with shafts of sunlight piercing the canopy of the trees and bathing the bluebells in an ethereal light. There was a fine mist on the ground, soft, white and hazy which gave the bluebells a magical, Walt Disney quality and all that was missing from the scene was Bamby. We stopped complaining, we gasped with surprise and wonder and we all knew we had just experienced something we would probably never experience again at 6am on a Sunday morning.




Tuesday, 11 May 2010

QI in Rehersal

Here's a nice picture, thanks to Jonathan Green of JPG Design.

Rehearsals underway for one of the loveliest shows on TV on Twitpic

Sunday, 9 May 2010

Divorce Italian Style

Italy is holding its first divorce fair, offering services such as life coaching and beauty advice to the growing number of separating couples in this Catholic country. More than 130,000 couples split or got divorced in Italy in 2007 and the number of marriages in Italy has nearly halved since 1972.

The organizers said the fair, which will be held in Milan on May 8-9, aims to help divorcing people start a new and happier life. The services include divorce planning, anti-stalking advice and "make over" tips. Visitors will also be able to subscribe to divorce gift lists at department stores in Milan.

I understand that they hold these events in the U.S. and in the U.K. last year there was an event called the Starting Over Show. According to the Telegraph the world's first divorce fair opened in Vienna, Austria, in October 2007, under the slogan New Beginning, which attracted about 500 people and 20 exhibitors including private detective firms and DNA laboratories offering paternity tests.

While legal advice was being offered at the UK event there were no exhibitors offering DNA paternity testing or private detective work. This seems a bit of a shame really and I wonder exactly what the point of the event was. Legal and financial services are offered on every high street as are salons offering beauty treatments. Indeed you hardly need to be in the throes of divorce to consider changing your look and a free makeover is a gift offered by most department store make-up consultants. Perhaps a divorce fair offers those who are recently divorced or in the process, a place to meet others in the same boat but even this seems an unlikely reason to attend. Divorce is so common these days there can hardly be one amongst us who does not have a friend or family member who has not experience it and who we can turn to for comfort and advice. If the organisers of this event are to make it a success they need to offer their customers a range of services that are not readily available on the high street.


Friday, 7 May 2010

Twitter

Election night...a night to remember..or not, depending on your point of view. The election has been and gone and for the first time in 30 odd years the UK has a hung Parliament. Frankly I was underwhelmed by the television coverage, although I did like that clever thing the BBC did with Big Ben ( and before you say it, I know that's the bell not the clock but please..... get a life).

The highlight of the night for me was Twitter. Watching the election with the other 300 odd souls that form part of my Twitter world made the whole evening fun. Twitter kept me awake and engaged until at least 3am and it was really only when the battery on my iPhone died and I was cut off from the oxygen of debate that I gave up and went to bed.

Was it worth staying up for? Probably not. Will I do it again? Yes but only if I've got Twitter.

Thursday, 6 May 2010

The start of something interesting (perhaps)

I can't really let today pass without commenting on the fact that we have an election and that it is quite possibly the most important and most significant election this country has enjoyed since the end of World War II.

My decided opinion on who to vote for has flip-flopped about like a fish out of water and I have at various times decided to vote for each of the three main parties in turn. I have at last made up my mind but don't expect me to tell you which party it is. After all that would be a dreadful breach of voting etiquette! All I can say is that I will be voting and I hope that you will too!

German Man Marries his Cat

Which reminds of an expression that my mother used to use frequently...chaque on a son gout...or in other words, each to his own. Well she was French, my mother that is, not the cat. Presumably the cat was German.

I read on the BBC website that marrying an animal in Germany is illegal which suggests that it is actually possible just not lawful. I find this strange. Wouldn't the animal have to consent to the marriage? I doubt that the cat had any concept of matrimony. I was very disturbed to read that the cat, Cecilia, wore a white dress to the wedding. Her groom commented:


“Cecilia is such a trusting creature. We cuddle all the time and she has always slept in my bed. Our hearts beat as one — it’s unique!”






I was unsurprised to learn that the owner, sorry groom, was otherwise single. The ceremony, which was presided over by an actress (of course it was) was described as a dream come true.

Wednesday, 5 May 2010

Bigamy

How seriously do we take bigamy these days? I’ve just read an article about a prison warden who has re-married before the Decree Absolute of his first marriage was pronounced. He claims not to have realised that he was not already divorced which means he is either very stupid or has a very bad solicitor.

It’s interesting that he simply couldn’t wait those few extra weeks before tying the note with the next love of his life. And what of her? Did she know that her whirlwind marriage wasn’t worth the paper her certificate was written on?

The case was reported in the papers in December and I have yet to find exactly what happened to him. I thought it was interesting that the police went to the trouble of arresting him at the airport and that the CPS chose to prosecute. That fact that he was in the process of being divorced from his first wife must count for something in terms of the seriousness of the offence.

It seems to me that committing bigamy says a lot about him. Clearly this is a man who takes the institution of marriage very seriously, so seriously in fact that he is prepared to commit a criminal offence, lose his job, reputation and livelihood all for the sake of waiting a few weeks before re-marrying. Did he think that cohabitation was a mortal sin?

The real victim in this is the second wife (sic). She is not legally married and therefore has none of the protection that the law affords to married couples. To remedy her situation she must marry him all over again (of course this time she had better wait until he is actually divorced) and think of the cost in cake and wedding gowns. It is difficult to believe that she knew he was still married and if she didn’t his actions must shake the very foundations of her trust in him.

I have had a case very recently where the facts are very much the same. Marry in haste in Las Vegas and repent at leisure is the moral of this story and please do your first spouse the courtesy of at least waiting until the ink on the Decree Absolute is dry.