Steve and I had a quick dinner after he came home from work, before leaving for an exhibition openening.
His old housemate, T, had some pieces in an exhibition of Devon sculptors, which was being held at the lovely Dartington Estate. Friday was the special preview opening.
It was funny to note that gallery goers, the bona-fide, attend-openings-drink-the-wine-and-schmooze kind, are the same the world over. Or at least, I spotted many of the same characters at this opening, as I have seen at openings in Sydney.
The uniform is this strange mix of dignified class, with a twist of dishrevel and I-just-sort-of-rolled-into-these-clothes attitude. There are lots of hats, scarves, and for the ladies, chunky beaded necklaces.
T's works were certainly some of my favourites. But everything, especially in pounds was by far out of our price range! :)
Met some interesting, strange and lovely people, (I think Brett was right, about true eccentrics inhabiting England!), and finished our evening with a walk around the beautiful gardens.
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