Seashells and Waves at Somerset House
It may not be home to London Fashion Week any longer but it's still very iconic, beautiful and one of THE places to be in London. I'm quite happy to sit in a cafe usually Tom's kitchen followed by a little wonder of the grounds. No matter what the weather I love to venture out onto the terrace where the most gorgeous view of the embankment can be found.
Completely by luck we decided upon the perfect moment to spend an hour or two at Somerset House over the weekend. It's been on my ever-growing list of things to do. To see the Frozen Waves Broken Sublime exhibition by Marc Quinn, that is. It's one of those exhibitions that if I didn't see I would never have forgiven myself. The crowds had disappeared home to enjoy their Sunday roast and we were left to enjoy the exhibition with only a few others in the background. Utter Bliss. And, the perfect opportunity to snap some photos without lots of people ruining the shots and enjoy a little tranquility. The exhibition is beautifully set in their courtyard. It's simplicity allows your mind the time to appreciate the detail, time and passion that has gone into creating each of these magnificent oversized sculptures. It's actually displayed with lots of space giving the opportunity to admire each piece from many angles. The spaciousness gave my mind the chance to wander away, imagining crashing waves and dreaming of collecting seashells. That captivating yet peaceful feeling that is felt when you sit and listen to the sea at the beach could be felt. The choice of material works so wonderfully with the historically feel of Somerset House. The contrast of old buildings and the contemporary sculptures is stunning. Quite breathtaking. Isn't there something quite beautiful about mixing the old with the new?
Whilst I wandered the courtyard, the girls ran around like two little crazy bears. They found themselves a drain that formed a train track, and, they pretended to be trains while I appreciated the art. Not disturbing a soul. Could a mother ask for any more? This is what I love about outdoor exhibitions. I haven't got to worry.
The huge doors that lead the way to Toms kitchen for a quick refuel before leaving to go home.
What I wore:
Cardigan - Zara Playsuit - Zara Boots - Topshop