We went up to South Square again yesterday. I like to look at the exhibitions apart from the opening night: after all, the point is to actually see the art, not the punters. As usual I thought that the shows in the “minor” galleries were better than that in the “main” gallery. Sammy Palfrey, in Unit 9, struck me as truly innovative (although rather scary!). I’ve never seen graphite used quite like that. The Meeting Room contains some lovely Indian paintings on silk. They called to mind an observation by the critic Peter Fuller, that I came across recently. “Good art can only be realised when a creative individual encounters a living tradition with deep tendrils in communal life.” I’m not sure about the “only”, but this artist (whose name, shamefully, I didn’t note) is working in a manner his family have been doing for generations. I think I’ll be back there again.