I walk The Line
Aug. 16th, 2015 09:44 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
millionreasonsActually we cycled The Line as it is quite a long way and whilst I like nothing better than spending Saturday wandering around industrial estates, I can see it might be problematic for other people. Also, there's a gap in the map where you're expected to take the DLR, which is a bit like taking the dog for a walk and then carrying it. And TfL's vaguaries mean that the light railway might be closed anyway.
Here are the sculptures:
1. Just south of the Olympic Park near Pudding Mill Lane, just off the canal.
2. Video installation at Three Mills, where we stopped for a sandwich made by the world's dodderiest cafe owners: "Was that on white or brown bread? And it was hummous and watercress? Oh hummous and beetroot, right. On white or brown?"
3 Just before Cody Dock. This was in the shape of a double helix, entitled Shopping DNA.
4. Just after Cody Dock. This is by Damien Hirst (I checked for formaldehyde, there was none) and is an enlargement of a 3mm piece of skin. Apparently. Cody Dock was delightful: an old gasworks site turned into a community garden, with a cafe on a ship, their own sculpture (a sea-goddess made from tyres) and an air of calm loveliness.
There was nobody there though. Opposite, Millennium Mills slowly decayed.
5. Near the cable car. We eschewed the DLR and cycled through Canning Town, which is probably the new Stratford, and round the Excel centre where building work made it difficult for us to find our way. What they doing here? I queried, then saw a Crossrail sign. If there's work going on in London, you can safely assume it's for Crossrail. It's our very own Sagrada Familia. Round the front of the Excel centre were loads of gothy/skaty young men in three quarter length shorts, there for a magicks convention. This week: warlocks, next week: arms fair!
6. Next to the cable car. Onto Princess Dock we found loads of families out for the day, sitting outside cafes or on benches with an ice-cream. I didn't realise this area was such a big draw. There were long queues for the cable car, so we didn't bother going over the water to finish off the trail at the Dome, instead taking the DLR back to Stratford to cycle back along the canal.
Here are the sculptures:
1. Just south of the Olympic Park near Pudding Mill Lane, just off the canal.
2. Video installation at Three Mills, where we stopped for a sandwich made by the world's dodderiest cafe owners: "Was that on white or brown bread? And it was hummous and watercress? Oh hummous and beetroot, right. On white or brown?"
3 Just before Cody Dock. This was in the shape of a double helix, entitled Shopping DNA.
4. Just after Cody Dock. This is by Damien Hirst (I checked for formaldehyde, there was none) and is an enlargement of a 3mm piece of skin. Apparently. Cody Dock was delightful: an old gasworks site turned into a community garden, with a cafe on a ship, their own sculpture (a sea-goddess made from tyres) and an air of calm loveliness.
There was nobody there though. Opposite, Millennium Mills slowly decayed.
5. Near the cable car. We eschewed the DLR and cycled through Canning Town, which is probably the new Stratford, and round the Excel centre where building work made it difficult for us to find our way. What they doing here? I queried, then saw a Crossrail sign. If there's work going on in London, you can safely assume it's for Crossrail. It's our very own Sagrada Familia. Round the front of the Excel centre were loads of gothy/skaty young men in three quarter length shorts, there for a magicks convention. This week: warlocks, next week: arms fair!
6. Next to the cable car. Onto Princess Dock we found loads of families out for the day, sitting outside cafes or on benches with an ice-cream. I didn't realise this area was such a big draw. There were long queues for the cable car, so we didn't bother going over the water to finish off the trail at the Dome, instead taking the DLR back to Stratford to cycle back along the canal.
