Death At Last

We finally made it to the Death exhibit when it was actually open! It was so worth it, it was awesome. And free. Awesome free things are our favourite.

Death: A Self Portrait was an exhibition of some of the Things from this dude called Richard Harris's Collection Of Things about the Iconography of Death. It included art, sculpture, historical artifacts, scientific specimens, and various other weird shite. There were five rooms each with a theme related to a different aspect of human perception and understanding of death, and in each room was an eclectic assortment of The Things - rare prints by famous artists, ancient Incan skulls, ceremonial masks from Mexico's Day of the Dead, a plastinated human body (part of a modern art sculpture), puppets from the US, anatomical drawings, statuettes from mediaeval Germany, and a giant chandelier made of 3000 plaster-cast human bones, among other things. We could rant for ages about how awesome it was.

Cool, yeah?

We also went to other exhibits that were part of the Wellcome Collection, including the display of the Wellcome Image Awards 2012 (really really pretty pictures of science), which Ally had swooned over earlier in the year.

A false-coloured scanning electron micrograph of caffeine crystals. 

And another one that was just a room full of Things from Sir Henry Wellcome's collection, all medical related, and with a super interesting audioguide thing. There was soooo much stuff, including anti-masturbatory torture devices, Florence Nightingale's moccasins, Napoleon's toothbrush, torture chairs, and various other weird things with interesting histories. It was awesome.



We had soup for dinner.