Don't do it! One of Gormley's men threatens to jump from the Queen Elizabeth Hall. Click to enlarge.
Took the family up to town today to see the Antony Gormley exhibition on the South Bank. I have to say - and I'm not really much of an arty farty kind of person, if I'm honest - that a lot of his stuff is actually quite good. It's genuinely thought-provoking and original, although there's quite a bit of pretentious guff in the programme. Gormley's an old-school Cambridge archaeology and anthropology graduate, who clearly sees deep meaning in 400 pieces of toast slapped on a wall. I just see breakfast. Well, that's not fair. I see quite a fun idea that doesn't really deserve too much analysis.
The highlight was when we went into some kind of glass room that was completely filled with water vapour. You really couldn't see your hand in front of your face and it was very weird. A bit like how I imagine an old pea-souper fog might have been. We managed to find our way out, but I suspect there's one or two people stuck in there overnight.