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Whilst I've been impatiently waiting for my new Moleskine journal to arrive in the post, I've abandoned my virtual ramblings and through all the chaos of the past 2 weeks, I've not only forgotten to update you on Germanic adventures, but also a last minute trip I took to Liverpool for the Biennial last weekend. I’m meant to still be there right now, but work commitments prevailed…

Anyway, I will upload posts for both of these events, but like dOCUMENTA, I spent a fair amount of the experience through my dusty camera lens. There are a lot of photographs to condense down into one friendly, bite-size blog post. So again, this is just a way of exclaiming “Wait- don’t abandon Vermeer’s Victoria Sponge just yet!”… Well, not until you’ve seen my photos of the prison cell I ended up sleeping in a few weeks ago.

Regarding the last week (Biennial 2012 excluded for now), here’s a little snippet of what I’ve been up to.

I spent last Thursday night at the opening of the London Art Book Fair, which was spectacular. Should you ever end up wondering one day how many art book enthusiasts can fit into a gallery space, then I suggest you head over to Whitechapel Gallery next year to see for yourself. Although it only runs for a weekend, the event hosts book stalls from a vast number of publishers, from Tate and Saatchi Gallery to lesser known independent art book publishing houses. This year’s opening was even busier than the last, and there is no better way to get yourself into an autumnal mood- everyone knows that September is a time for fresh new books and stationery, regardless of whether you’re at an educational institution.

In other news, I set up office yesterday afternoon at the Royal Opera House to work on a project with my friend who works there. Rather than sitting in their offices and overhearing Opera singers rehearsing next door, I plonked my laptop just outside the enchanting Paul Hamlyn hall instead. It is absolutely beautiful; I can’t quite put into words how jealous I am of my friend. We were sitting on the rooftop terrace together a few weeks ago, which is adjacent to the ballerina’s rehearsing space, and the view you get from there. Is. Effing. Incredible. With a small exception to the view of Tower Bridge you get from the Design Museum, the London skyline from the roof of Covent Garden is just spectacular to say the least. Westminster seems a stone’s throw away, and you can hear the chimes of Big Ben ring out across the West End.