Dodgy knees playing up after too much standing at yesterday’s craft market (and whacking my left knee on a table leg today), so decided to be sensible and have a quiet day at home, updating my shop and catching up on emails. I did most of it but was feeling a bit sorry for myself – and guilty about missing my sister’s open garden day – and decided that in fact catching the last bit of the afternoon’s sunshine would do me good. I must have been fairly grumpilicious as Mark was actually keen to take me to the Kaffe Fassett exhibition at the American Museum after weeks of telling me it really didn’t interest him!
I had seen photos of the yarn-bombed lamp posts, but…oh my!…they are fantastic! The American Museum has become a wooly wonderland!
The huge tree between the cafe and the exhibition hall is hung with pompoms and what looks like lampshades! Very cool.
I have been to many wonderful exhibitions at the American Museum, but only ever remember the exhibition hall and shop being a rather sedate white…it has been transformed!
Sorry this photo is a little fuzzy (no tripod), but I just had to show you the mirrored tunnel leading to the exhibition hall. It made me fee a bit peculiar actually, like being trapped inside a kaleidoscope.
I really WANT this cabbage teapot…I could make space for it!
The exhibition room has been painted in zones of different colour – works a treat!
No detail too small…
Today it was more of a limp than a walk around the grounds, but I haven’t been to the American Museum since Christmas, and the grounds are closed then…I needed an English countryside fix.
The formal gardens are looking lovely..
…and are full of bees!
We sat a while like an old couple, giving time for my knees to recover, and Mark came up with a very Mark sort of joke:
Q – What is this?
A – A knee cap!
…and this is Mark laughing at his own joke!
Oh lookee! More bees!!!
I was tempted to buy another tussie mussie pot (as mine now holds an array of crochet hooks), but I thought I should be sensible and save my pennies.
Once again the camera bag carrier went ahead and not only sat and waited for the photographer, but bought her a pot of lemon and ginger tea too!
A nice hour or so…even though it was in Bath rather then Chepstow.