Camoflage and Gaslight

The last day for now in England revolved around seeing the play ‘Gaslight’. Yet much of it took place in the build-up to it. My mum and me stopped by into a second-hand classical music place, where she got some CDs for Big D and I gort some by some recent composers I basically know nothing about, but sound very interesting. With titles like ‘The Angel’,  ‘Colours’ or ‘The Transmigration of the Soul’, it will hopefully be nice to try something different.
 
Having picked up the tickets for later, we decided to go to the Imperial War Museum nearby there. When  we arrived, we were lucky to chance upon a Tibetan dancer’s fceremony in the adjoining peace garden. In recognition of the fact that war is heroic, but ultimately tragic, this garden was long ago opened by the Dalai Lama. Since Tibettan Buddhism is one of my favourite styles of religion, it was something i felt priveledged to see. The lovely dancers didn’t hurt the impression, either! Despite the presence of some giggling yobs in the background, it was a moving preparation for the museum.
 
I had wanted to go to see and exhibit about the Afganistan War in Helmland I’d seen advertised, which apparently the soldiers nickname Hell, but it was not to be as it has not started yet. Instead we saw their vast collection of military momentoes, such as a genuine Spitfire, Meshershmitt and V2 rocket. There was also a very interesting exhibit on camoflage, showing how originally artists sought to apply that used by animals. The first types were quite bizarre, consisting of bright, cubist-like colours designed to break up the shape of the object weith abstract designs. ‘Dazzle’, the type used on ships was especially artistic, consisting of wavy lines and interesting patterns. Some helmets even looked like they’d been desingned by Mondrain, such were their colours. I also liked the ‘dummys’ that were used to confuse the enemy- cardboard tanks, hollowed-out fake trees, immaculately copied from a real one that could hide a sniper- even entire power-stations, including smoke-bombs to make it look light the enemy pilot had hit something. As the authors noted, ‘War is decite’. The exhibit also showed how such designs had become part of high-street fashion these days, for it’s edgy qualities. Though after being seen so much, it has become a common sight for us now.
 
Finally, we went to the play, which was a very enjoyable, Victorian melodrama about a murderer who marries his victim’s daughter in the hope of getting some expensive rubies hidden in the house. The gaslight of the title is the one that goes dim whenever he relentlessly searches the upper stories for them in the middle of the night. Altogether, a very enjoyable production, and as my family live in Southwark, it was only 5 pounds a head, down from about 35 pounds!
 
After was a delicious dinner of Sea-bass in a ‘gastro-pub’- a pub known for it’s good food. Along with the potatoes, it tasted amazingly goos and I went to bed quite satisfied with another full day.
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