Class today was really interesting. We went to the White Cube (East End), Host and Barbican galleries. At the White Cube was an exhibit of porcelain sculptures and wreaths all made out of legs, penises, vaginas and flowers. A few were interesting but overall they were just weird. It was too over done. Having genitalia in your work doesn't make it radical or edgy by default.

At the Host Gallery we saw photos from a variety of artists. My favorite by far was "The Road Less Traveled" by Yann Mingard. This was a beautiful photograph of a valley with an incredibly winding and desolate road running through it. I really wanted to buy it but since it was £750, that was a little out of my price range.

The Barbican was pretty cool too. The exhibit was in this large room with a variety of different pieces. A drum set taken apart and hug in succession, a dirty martini made of oil, a box with little blocks in its shadow, representing an island town in Thailand. It was really cool.

After the Barbican Jane took us to a pub where she bought us a round of drinks. I tried this mixed berry cider Koppelberg. It was too sweet. I was hoping for something similar to Strongbow just with a different fruit. Instead it was like a too sweet shirley temple. It wasn't bad, I just wasn't expecting it.

Back at the flat I found out that Stacy and I can't move into the suite we were intending on at Rochester. So now we have to scramble to find somewhere to live. Frustrating.