After driving down to Bristol to see the Banksy exhibition on a Saturday and discovering that the queue was 6 hours long, me and my long-suffering partner Chris decided to make the pilgimage last Wednesday.
After leaving the house at 6am (and a quick stop for a Maccys breakfast on the way), driving for 3 hours and 4 hours waiting in the queue in the rain ... feet aching, desperate for the loo and starving we finally made it!!! Luckily it was worth it! What struck me more than the doctored old master canvases was an installation in the left of Banksy's exhibition space which included amazing sketches and drawings.
With the Banksy mecca under my belt and the inspirations of the studio installation making their way through dissemination (and a glass of red wine) into my research diary, Ive spent the last couple of weeks cramming in as much time with friends and exhibitions as possible.