Friday, June 08, 2007

Food and Art

Not so much a new love, as an eternal source of aspiration. This is one man I wish I could be. The other people I wish I was are mostly women. Katie, from The Apprentice, or Sharon Stone’s character in Basic Instinct, to be exact.

No, the person I refer to is Damien Hirst. On completion of my exams I plan a well deserved visit to the White Cube Gallery in Hoxton for a glimpse of his ‘Beyond Belief’ exhibition which features the most expensive piece of art by a living artist ever; a human skull encrusted with £40 m worth of the purest diamonds (teeth still intact). Also, we have a new shark in formaldehyde and a dove in formaldehyde.

This leads me on to another man who I greatly admire. Mr Charles Saatchi, the art collector from heaven.

In a recent Q & A question and answer with Mr Saatchi, the public asked him a serious of questions of which this one grabbed my attention:

And for those of you who don’t yet know, Mr Saatchi is married to Nigella Lawson (of the edible variety)

Q - What's Nigella's cooking really like?

A - I'm sure it's fantastic, but a bit wasted on me. I like toast with Dairylea, followed by Weetabix for supper. It drives her to distraction, frankly, particularly as she gets the blame for my new fat look. But the children love her cooking, and our friends seem to look forward to it.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

That got me thinking. Who would I be if I could? Here are my thoughts:

1) Jung, Aristotle, Plato, Voltaire or another famous philosopher because then I could continue to be eccentric and adopt more eccentricities without having people question it. Eccentricity would be commonplace and acceptable.

2) Haruki Murakami, so I would be able to write about things we all take for granted artfully and gracefully, as beautifully as if writing poetry. To possess the ability to produce writing that people want to read.

3) Carol Ann Duffy, purely to obtain the ability to define love and what it means to be in love in sometimes only a few beautiful words. Her poetry, is love.

4) A man. Any man will do. The reason? I could sleep with and indulge in relationships with women and not get grief from those around me because of it.

-The Dame-

PS Ophelia and Desdemona you promised at dinner the other day to partake more on the blog and so I propose you tell us who you would be if you could? And no, Desdemona you cannot become a handbag or a filofax - thats cheating! Oh, after dinner mint anyone?! ;-)

Anonymous said...

Ok, I have to give this some thought, I will get back to you.

After dinner mint sounds perfect!

Desdemona