One of the things I love most about London is the plethora of galleries and museums. Not only does it make me feel like I’m perpetually on holidays, but I also feel like I’m doing my brain a favour with a bit of culture every now and then. So when I heard that a Georgia O’Keefe exhibition was coming to town, it seemed like the perfect opportunity to finally pay a visit to the Tate Modern.
The exhibition is fantastic: for any art aficionados, you’ll know how ahead of her time O’Keefe really was. Her emotive use of colour and movement (not to mention our shared love of flowers) makes her one of my favourites.
I’m no architecture expert, but the actual Tate Modern building is obviously incredible. To find yourself in an empty concrete expanse feels like a real luxury (and increasing rarity) in this hectic and sometimes claustrophobic city.