Early this morning Jude the Greyhound caught a chicken. I managed to get her to release it from her jaws before any damage was done, and the chook got away with no more than a few missing feathers and an unanticipated rush of blood to the head.A couple of weeks ago I went on a tour of the oil tanks deep beneath Tate Modern. These spaces will be integral to the extension ambitiously planned for 2012. This photo didn't come out right, but I like the way the light has streaked and the way figures have a ghostly quality. Dressed in builders' helmets and flourescent jackets we were lead into the various vast, cavernous, brick-lined subterranean spaces and then given an opportunity to ask the tour guide questions. One woman asked, 'Why is there an echo in here?' Let's face it, intelligence is not a prerequisite to becoming a Tate Member.
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