Food labelling ‘at a glance’

Dawn-Ryddner-RubikTrawling through the news, one positive article caught my eye. Food labelling. It is once again in the headlines with a new front-of-pack design to be implemented in the UK in the next 18 months. This voluntary choice has Tesco, Sainsbury’s, Asda, Morrisons, The Co-operative, Waitrose, Mars, Nestle, PepsiCo and Premier Foods in favour of the new system whilst Coca-Cola and Cadbury feel that the use of the Guideline Daily Amounts (GDA) is a better system. Although there are pro and cons to the new labelling after a long decade of debate, as a consumer, I am for the bigger, more upfront labels.



MCM Comic Con London

MCM Comic Con LondonMCM Comic Con London was not exactly my cup of tea, but the brilliant illustrators I met were, and here are a list of my faves.

As I am getting so many wonderful comments I think I will add this as a page and to include many other talented artists.

I am addicted to photography

Christina-Lawrie I am addicted to photography, images, anything visual. Whether it’s a gallery, Flickr or holiday snaps, I can spend hours. Probably boring my friends with their own shots as they try to hurry me through and I want to stop and gaze! Of course. this is the opposite of how most people feel. I was randomly searching through Google Plus and I came across Christina Lawrie. Her wild hair behind her splendid camera beckons! So cool, I give you this link.

My cold opinion

Dawn-Ryddner-RubikWalking through the Russian exhibition ‘Gaiety is the Most Outstanding Feature of the Soviet Union’, at the Saatchi Gallery filled me with an overriding oppression with each step as if I were in Little Russia. Visiting each room presented a different kind of cold war lifestyle. One large space had photos of ‘embarrassing bodies’ and as I walked through, I bumped into a dishevelled, angst character that looked as if he lived in Siberia and wanted everyone to feel his pain. The only solace of hope was a little drawing which was folded out as if someone either had it in their loft and posted it to the gallery in an envelope or in their left pocket to smuggle it out of the country. It was a small white circle drawn within a perfectly graphite circle, typical of the 1960’s. I felt the artist’s imprisonment but to deliver such perfection really puzzled and intrigued me. Trying to escape myself, I walked past the propaganda, burnt wood, cardboard, broken glass and finally the exit. As I met the doors, I was in a state of doom. Why would anyone want to show such depression? Then outside, at the bottom of the stairs, the light bulb came on. Bravo, Mr Saatchi.