The earth mound between me and Trinity Church are part of the Gosport ramparts built in the 1800’s. Taken on Saturday out on a walk.
So, I finished the Story of Art last night. I started reading it in October, so it’s taken me a fair bit of time to get through it. I have to say that it has been a thoroughly interesting book and I recommend anyone in the least bit in the story of art to read it. Before starting, I did check to see if I had the latest edition. I did – published in 1995. Of course as far as the book is concerned the story had to end somewhere, therefore I found it extremely ironic that one of the last art stories it talked about was the discovery of the Terracotta Army. Which, if Covid had not happened, we would happily be recounting memories after having seen it for real.
The book warned at the very beginning that having read it, don’t assume that you are able to talk on art as though you were an expert. I wouldn’t pretend to be an expert, but the book has definitely increased my appreciation of art. I’m quite keen now to visit an art gallery. Don’t think that’s going to happen any time soon. I’m taking a brief break from big books, I have the history of the first 50 years of the Gosport society (1970 – ), of which I am a member. I joined the society last year because I found out that it gives some rather interesting lectures about the local area. One of the last ones I went to was about preparing for the D-Day embarkation, in which parts of Gosport played an incredibly important role.
I didn’t go for a walk this morning. I didn’t wake up until 0700. That’s because I woke up at around 0300, and it took me a best part of an hour to get back to sleep. My wife has expressly forbidden me from even mentioning cats vomiting, so I shan’t – but it was from her (the cat’s) point of view a good one. It was everywhere!