Looking across the London skyline from the Hayward’s terrace, I felt I knew something that the people walking over Waterloo Bridge didn’t. Drifting lazily in Neto’s pool in my lunch break was a wonderful way to relax and clear my mind. Walking back into the exhibition the smells of lavender and chamomile seemed to have [...]
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