It’s Not Every Lunch That You Run Into Goldie

After dropping by Spitalfields for lunch, a work colleague and I decided to saunter up Brick Lane for a quick peep at any art on view in the streets and to pop into the new exhibition ‘Goldie: The Kids Are All Riot’ at the Maverick Showrooms on Redchurch Street. Little did we know that we would bump into the legend, his mouth bedecked in gold and his face sneering with the legendary attitude that makes this musician, artist and part-time actor so great.

For those who wonder what the man looks like in front of a pack of photographers:

Before we showed up, he had obviously been doing a little in-gallery demo for the journos present and was reveling in the glow of his stardom and the press attention. The show itself was pretty cool, though nothing that was jaw dropping or innovative. Perhaps the most interesting pieces were those from Goldie’s early days in the 80′s, which alas only comprised of some 2-4% of the show.

Post Goldie we went in to see Monsters Inked at the Idea Generation on Chance Street. Pretty damned good and reminded me of the work by the father of a friend Bob Conge / Plaseebo.

Definitely a great lunch, and the sun was blazing to boot :) Feels like Spring is here and soon the Vandals, Taggers and Artists will be out painting the town red again, with me following swiftly behind before the bastards from the council show up to clean it away.