Happy weekend! It's been a bit of a quiet one here. March is absolutely jam packed with work and social events for me, so I am enjoying a bit of calm before the storm.
I went to a talk on Pop Art on Friday night with my mum, which was fun and a bit different. A friend of hers was giving the talk, and was really good. It was detailed and interesting and full of little tidbits about the artists, but also pacey so I didn't get bored. I particularly loved being introduced to the work of Pauline Boty, really the only female British artist of the movement, who died tragically young.
On Wednesday my dear friend Kate gave birth to a little boy, which is sooo exciting. I've been going down a rabbit hole of cute baby gifts ever since, getting way too over excited by tiny things! She's the first of my good friends to have a baby, and so along side all the weddings I've been to over the past year I'm slightly freaked out by how much better everyone else seems at being a grown up than me! But its exciting too, just a little scary. I'm 28 in a few weeks and while I do feel in some ways I have my shit together, in other ways I really really don't. I guess everyone feels like that though huh?