The Saatchi Gallery

What a perfect day. Slept in. Met up with Patchy. Ate a patisserie Valerie doughnut. Went to the Saatchi Gallery. Saw Stephen Jones.
Most of the art makes you feel slightly uneasy, pushing boundaries and putting you outside your comfort zone. In particular the room full of oil which took me a good ten minutes to realise I wasn't staring at an empty room (most disconcerting as from then on I wasn't quite sure if what I was looking at was what I was really seeing). It's really hard to explain so all I can say is go and experience it for yourself. Oh and I also met some giants....