National Portrait Gallery of Scotland
On 1 December, something magical will happen.
The Portrait Gallery reopens, to much fanfare I am assured.
For the last few years the Gallery has been shut for renovations.
While they were much-needed and I can hardly begrudge them the update, I eagerly anticipate its return to my weekend rotation of nerdy outtings.
The Galleries in Scotland are actually quite wonderful [more than one London-centric has confessed shock and surprise that our nation possesses a decent Monet], and the Portrait was always one of the most elegant.
The building is stunning, and the peeks I’ve had of the refit [from the bus window it must be said] are promising.
I’m glad to see my favourite piece will be hanging again – in fact, it’s Portrait of the Month on their website in the run-up.
There is something so elegant and confident about the young Queen Anne. She’s rather fabulous.
I only wish my all-time favourite from the Nation’s collection will be rehung someday in the National.
It’s a blue period Picasso, an I haven’t seen it in years.
I miss it.
Que Sera Sara? 