Heading into Bristol we stayed at a Caravan and Camping site which was just a bus ride from the city centre. Bristol has a large city centre reminding me very much of London. We headed to the museum and spent a few hours wondering around between many sit downs and drinks for myself. I was getting very tired, sore and crotchety but didn’t want to miss anything.
The areas are split over different levels, with a lift thank goodness. My favourite part was the magic and spiritualism area, really interesting about the history of everything, I would definitely recommend this.
The architecture of this old building was magnificent, I loved the Marble Arch.
The art gallery was perfect with a good selection of paintings, I always find it amazing how different they look from close up to far away. Obviously far away you get the bigger picture which I fail to realise when painting myself.
I particularly like the one below as the colours make it shock you into looking closer but close up it fails. What makes a painting good? I’m not sure as it is a very individual preference but I do wonder when I see some of the really old paintings and think why are these so famous? Who knows!
I am sure these doors will bring back memories for some of you, I love the fact that they have not been changed. Nothing wrong with a bit of history for our younger generation.