So anyway we arrived at the O2, had our lunch (ie, had pizza) and went in to the exhibition around 3: 30. Now the only people in the queue where either french school children or old grannies, OK there was a few exceptions like us and it was a week day but really? Is nobody else bothered enough or even interested?
They had set up twelve galleries, and the atmosphere was very well planned through. There was no proper lighting ( spotlights were provided for the items) and they had of what they think now is ancient Egyptian music. (Mum and I had a talk about this, how do they know what was Egyptian music like back then, the note's and key's weren't invented back then, so for all we know maybe they liked rock... Anyway) The disappointment was that you met all of his family for the first 6 galleries and the rest wont so good. 2 out of the 6 were just info on the wall, and the rest gave very little about the Boy King. Don't be fooled by advertisement the only thing that was brang of him (so none of his coffins - I'm not sure what they are in English- and he had 4 and none of the coffin coverings and he had 7, not even his mummy) was the small coffin like box that once upon a time contained his liver.
What really amazed me was, that although every thing looks gold it's not, most items in the gallery was wood painted with gold. What I like to know is how the wood survived for so long.
Generally, while I enjoined the exhibition, it hardly did what it 'said on the tin'. While I learned something new - like not all Pharaohs were in pyramids most of them were put into crypts- the general feeling of the exhibition for me was violated. I felt so sorry for the poor boy: his resting place disturbed, his possessions removed, his body moved and scanned, his religion and beliefs disrespected.
And while I enjoyed the exhibition, it was truly disguising to what lenght they went for their history.
Love
Sasha
PS. I probably made quite a few mistakes above so feel free to tell me, I'm just so tired..... to edit it right now.
Friday, 7 March 2008
Trip to London, Point: to see Tutankhamen, Conclusion:Failed, Part 4
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Trip to London, Point: to see Tutankhamen, Conclusion:Failed, Part 3
Shiny!
A dirty poster begging for cleaner water.
A punk Hedgehog with yellow needles - as witnessed by the modern artists - magnified for your viewing pleasure.
I think that may be a cross section of a ship...
Now this is the Hedgehog of to go to the supermarket and getting melted by the sun.
What type of -there might be children reading this who are less educated in the current culture than I am - do I come up with?
What type of -there might be children reading this who are less educated in the current culture than I am - do I come up with?
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Labels: creativity, london, rl, trip
Trip to London, Point: to see Tutankhamen, Conclusion:Failed, Part 2
Self explanatory, no?
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Trip to London, Point: to see Tutankhamen, Conclusion:Failed
If your planning on seeing the Egyptian exhibition in the O2 red and reread the description carefully so you wont be disappointed like Mum and I was.
We took a train to London, walked on the sea front near the London Eye and Waterloo and then took a boat (not a tourist one, something Express it was very cheap to, with the day traveling card it was 3 pounds 90 penny's (how do you write the modern word? peis?) for an adult and a child one way to North Greenwich, the O2 stop.) Here some of the pictures I took of yesterday (I can seem to get the Google Album to work, oh well) and the continue of the story should be under them.
That's the Tate Modern building that used to be an old factory.
The top of St.Paul's Cathedral.
The Globe Theatre.

Underside of London Bridge.
Approaching Tower Bridge.
Not sure how many photo's a post can take so I'll end this one and start another one.
Underside of London Bridge.
Not sure how many photo's a post can take so I'll end this one and start another one.
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Labels: creativity, london, rl, trip
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