Vertigo

I went to the Saatchi Gallery today for the first time and I was very impressed. The wee skeleton people riding dead insects was quite a fairytale exhibit. But it was this one (the blip) that bent my mind. For several minutes I wasn't sure what I was looking at - a steep drop down to a floor a storey below that mirrored the ceiling? I had noticed an acrid smell, but I didn't equate it with the substance that was mirroring the ceiling so perfectly - oil.

Afterwards, there was food to be had on the King's Road and a walk though the pretty Christmas lights back to bus stop.