“No railroad for me, young man, no girl for you.”


“No railroad for me, young man, no girl for you.”
See, you can’t really see in those pictures.
You have to be there.
Cheers,
Martin x
Don’t you like it when your walking.
And there’s a beach.
And your on holiday.
And it’s kind of hot in the sunshine.
But kind of bracing with with the wind.
And there’s a lovely girl there.
Cheers,
Martin x
“What shall we do?”
Well Dublin is a city of literature and culture…
James Joyce, George Bernard Shaw, William Butler Yeats and Patrick Pearse.
Steeped in history…
Massacres… Plagues… Rebellions…
Emancipations… Battles…
“The Guinness Museum?”
“Yes.”
You get to queue then you get to go inside. Then you get to queue. Then you get to watch videos. Then you get to queue. THEN YOU GET TO TASTE. Then you get to queue. THEN YOU GET A PINT.
And a wonderful view of a wonderful city doused in culture and history.
Cheers,
Martin x
Yesterday I managed to frighten one old lady and please another.
*****
First we went for sushi.
Next we went on the the Fukutoshin Line from Shinjuku-sanchome to Meiji-jingumae.
Then we walked to the Meji shrine.
When we got there we washed our hands from cups on long sticks. After that we listened to a gong ceremony before making a votive to plaque to wish you all a happy life.
Alyssa gave me a poem.
The next place we went to was called Roppongi.
I don’t know if you know art but there is a big spider statue called
Mother
that was made by a lady called Louise Bourgeoise.
It is good.
Then you go up a big tower.
After a while you get to an art gallery on the 52nd floor.
In the art gallery is the best ever exhibition…
*****
Lee Mingwei @Mori Art Museum. All about relationships.
We like art @thedogwhatblogs.
Apart from Alyssa and you lot it’s right up there on the list of best things.
And this was like the best art… Ever.
Yesterday I managed to frighten one old lady and please another.
…You see it was interactive.
But in a good way, not an annoying way.
1) Write a letter of forgiveness, apology or thanks to someone.
It could be you…
2) Open a parcel containing an item from the artists past.
This sounds rubbish but it wasn’t.
3) Have dinner with the artist.
No dogs.
4) Get your clothes mended by a nice lady.
I don’t wear clothes. I’m a Staffordshire Bull Terrier.
5) Talk to other people there.
No thanks.
6) Be sung to.
Not you singing, Colin…. The pain.
7)
(7 is the best).
7) Pick a flower and give it to a stranger.
…
Yesterday I managed to frighten one old lady and please another.
*****
And this quote…
The artists first day at school…. A comforting sweater and some words that chimed for Colin.
“Just think of the fact that you are wearing something that Mom made for you, as if I were hugging you in my arms.”
Susan says to Colin when he goes to school, into the day, into the world in the mornings…
To imagine her arms are round him.
Touched a nerve.
So best art ever.
Now there’s a person who deserves a thousand thanks and apologies.
Cheers,
Martin xx
It’s
Like a million Canary Wharfs packed together.
A million Times Squares/Piccadilly Circuses
Like a billion rush hours
Roads like roller coasters
Crossings like swarming hives
Like the biggest and best sushi.
Like pretending you’re Bill Murray and Scarlet Johansson in the Lost in Translation bar.
52 floors up.
(But better looking)
Like, so many, shrines
Like nothing else
Hour 1: damp towel, bothering a tortoise, crossword, gin
Hour 2: nuts, the extraordinary cycle of wet and dry can begin again, twinges, beer
Hour 3: cheese, multiverses, wine, realising things don’t revolve around you, green tea
Hour 4: soreness, Audrey Hepburn, no Facebook, negotiating champagne, the mean reds
Hour 5: sleepish
Hour 6: sleepish
Hour 7: sweats, french,
Hour 8: french, turbulence
Hour 9: contemplation, birds eye view
Hour 10: Breakfast
Hour 11: Hooray