Showing posts with label india habitat centre. Show all posts
Showing posts with label india habitat centre. Show all posts

Tuesday, 5 February 2013

30th

No photos today. My camera had no charge left after the Art Fair.
Yesterday, Annu and I went to an exhibition opening at the Visual Arts Gallery. The exhibition is all about art from Kerala and is full of brightly coloured paintings (supposedly a trademark of the state) which I didn't really enjoy very much. One piece that I did enjoy is a video work by Gigi Scaria. It seemed to me to be a little deeper than the rest of the works.
After that we went to Alka's for another slap up meal. We showed Mandy what UK Garage is and listened to some Tech House. Unfortunately Annu wasn't really up to the food, but this was good for the rest of us because it really was special. Then when we were back at Hare Krishna the heavens opened and there was lightening and thunder to drown out the sounds of Germans entertaining themselves outside our room. They seemed to be having a pretty good go at competing with it though.
Luckily The Return of the King was TV!

Today Annu and I went to Eatopia for lunch as our experience yesterday in the staff canteen was under par. I soon realised why I hadn't been back there by myself after my first visit. You order your food and then wait for your number to be called, and every time a number is called it is accompanied by a tinny tune played through savage speakers. And the food is overpriced and of a questionable nature - Annu's chicken burger very closely resembled turkey in colour. Wonder how she'll feel tomorrow.

Thursday, 10 January 2013

Fourth day

Today I met the inimitable Alka Pande who is a veritable force of nature. I was an hour late after sleeping through my vibrate only alarm and no one batted an eyelid. That'll be arty types for you. She outlined the projects which I will be working with her on and we discussed my payment. She asked if I had a phone and when I told her I did and am paying thirty-five pence a text (not too bad, I thought) she urged me very strongly to get an Indian phone (1 rupee a text). This 'urge' involved her asking for the money she was owed from her staff and almost sending one of them out to get one for me. It only didn't happen because I didn't have my passport and a passport photo on me at the time. This is my job for tomorrow morning before I go in.

I think I have finally got the cold I have been due all winter. Classic.

The photo is of the rooftop restaurant at Hare Krishna where I am writing this blog because I am bored of my room.