Camden Arts Centre

http://www.camdenartscentre.org/home/

A beautiful building, handsomely restored – one of the most delightful spaces in London.

If you’re there on a weekday you can often see the art all alone, just like a millionaire with their own private art collection.  But free.

At the time of writing you can see Kerry Tribe’s ‘Dead Star Light’ – eerie installations exploring memory and doubt.  I was also very taken by Christine Borland’s ‘Cast from Nature’ – I felt a deep compassion for humanity in her work.  The space is just perfect – lots of light from those elegant windows, the blonde wooden floor, and the silence in the room with just the faint sound of the traffic outside.  If you paid a fortune to see “Bodies – The Exhibition” and were left feeling empty and unsure about the indignity of it, Christine Borland seems to be asking the very same questions.  Both exhibitions are free.

Camden Arts also has a very intelligently edited bookshop – one of my favourite places in London to buy gifts.  Their cafe boasts the sign “the best coffee in London”.  I would agree.  They also serve gluten free cakes and biscuits, which is a particular selling point for me.  The lovely staff create a friendly but peaceful atmosphere.  There’s a little bookshelf in the cafe with children’s story books, recent copies of magazines and newspapers, high chairs, and a really helpfully designed baby changing room with space to put the buggy.  The disabled access is impressive too – a separate dedicated entrance with automatic door, and a proper sized disabled toilet with adult changing table.

The garden outside the cafe is the jewel in the crown – on a sunny weekday I love to take my laptop and work outside, drinking too much tea and enjoying the buzz from the chocolate covered coffee beans.

No, really they are

London is apparently one of the most expensive cities in the world.  I hear that it’s a place where City boys shout into their upgraded phones while running up five figure wine bills.   A merciless place where the hardest hearts prosper, ambition is all, and people are obsessed with the superficial.

That’s not my London.

My London is free.  My London is in the parks, the museums, the community centres, the galleries, the libraries.  Long walks through tree-lined streets.  The river.  Taking my son to a city farm.  Volunteering.  Selling clutter at a local car boot fair – you can even make a profit with that one.  Although I have to admit that we squandered all of our profits on sausage sandwiches last time…

In my London we eat a packed lunch, know all our neighbours, walk everywhere, and shop local.  In fact, my London isn’t so different to the small Derbyshire village that I grew up in.

I’ve lived in North West London for ten years, and I’ve fallen in love with this city.  In this blog I’d like to introduce you to my London – all the best things that I’ve found here.  And they’re all free.