My theory that my scale is having a bit of a laugh is becoming more convincing by the day. I’m allegedly two pounds heavier today than yesterday, which seems a bit much. Mutter.
While I still haven’t done much in the way of getting out with the camera, something has just popped to the top of my tuit pile. Some time last year, I visited the Great Museum North: Hancock, as it likes to be known these days. While I was there, I had a look around the shop, and bought this bowl of shells. It was a nice looking thing that didn’t cost much, and I thought it might make an interesting photographic subject. I’ll probably do some proper work with it later (tripod, light tent, etc), but here’s a simple shot to be going on with.
 Or indeed anything
 Or cameras, as the case may be
For as long as I’ve been visiting Newcastle’s Laing Art Gallery, I’ve appreciated the works of John Martin, a nineteenth century artist best known for very large, very dramatic paintings of Biblical and historical scenes, often involving scenes of epic destruction.
Anyway, there is a new exhibition on at the Laing, which displays more of Martin’s work than has been in one place for many years (if ever) – there are some even bigger and more dramatic works which normally live at the Tate, loads of works normally kept in storage, and others on loan.
Not only have the four upstairs galleries been filled with John Martin, but the Barbour Watercolour Gallery is also completely occupied with him – not just watercolours, but also some prints he made of his major works.
The exhibition is on until June, then moves on to Sheffield and London.