We went to the Louise Bourgeois exhibition at the Hayward – The Woven Child. It was such a pleasure to see an older generation artist working so incredibly inventively in her eighties and nineties, right up to the time of her death in 2010, exploring her subconscious, using materials inventively in a way which is unusually free and un-self-important, as if she retained her originality of thought, self-exploratory, right up to the end.

I would have taken more photographs if I hadn’t left my charger at home:-