Day 2 was the National museum.We were going to participate in a drawing group activity — but when we got there, there were masses of people, all of whom looked way too serious. So we chickened out, and just looked at the art instead.
There are a lot of things in London that I think are just to make Americans turn into twittering adolescents. Like this big, blue Cock. Not to mention the tube stops; Cockfosters and Saint John’s Wood.
Of course the main thing I wanted to see was the Whistlejacket painting by Stubbs. It didn’t disappoint. Monumental and exquisite. You could get right up on it.