As always – returning to my home town of London enthused me with joy and inspiration. At the forefront of the world, and epicenter of cultures but as always with a sense of classic British reserve and red tape around every action. This visit was during election frenzy, amidst the imminent return of ‘the ash cloud’ and quite possibly during the coldest May ever. But alas I was inspired.

First stop Saatchi gallery – great exhibition as ever and Richard Wilson’s iteration of his site-specific oil installation 20:50 was truly epic. The still ness and perfect reflections paired with the overwhelming gas station-esq smell of crude oil make for quite an over powering yet strangely tranquil experience.

Yes That’s right – that is the basement of the Saatchi Gallery filled with oil.

The exhibition focussed on work around the Middle East and India, so naturally was of great interest to an Expat in Dubai. The famous camel in a suitcase which caused outrage at Art Dubai a few years ago was in attendance, amongst an array of authentic, some times proud, some times cynical and sometime just beautiful work.

Really interesting to see a representation of the world I live in now, in the world where I grew up.