Today I went to Sheffield, kind of out of the blue. Last week, one of my professors mentioned that he was giving a talk with another artist about typography and location, which sounded interesting. But it’s in Sheffield. So I figured, why not make a day out of it? I only had an hour class in the morning, so caught a train around lunch time to Sheffield. Unfortunately, it was raining all day, which ruined my plans to visit a number of the gardens in the city. So my plans shifted to indoor activities, including museums and art galleries. I didn’t bring my camera because I doubted I would be able to take pictures in the galleries and I didn’t want to risk it getting ruined in the rain. I ended up going to art galleries and wandering around the city (and maybe getting a tad lost).
There was a museum that looked interesting, so I screenshot a map from the train station to the museum. Despite this, I couldn’t find it. It ended up being a bit of a waste of time. The talk started at 6pm. I was planning on meeting with the professor at 5:30pm. I started off for the museum at 3:00pm. I knew it was a half hour walk, which would mean I’d have to start heading back at 5:00pm. That wasn’t leaving me a lot of time to spend at the museum. When I couldn’t find it, I went back to the city center, and it was only 3:45pm. I had already seen the two art galleries there, and checked out the Winter Garden. I stumbled across Cathedral Church of St Peter and St Paul, more commonly known as Sheffield Cathedral, which was nice to look around. They didn’t have any plaques or information cards though, so it was just a loop around the church that didn’t take me very long. I decided to get an early dinner (they call egg salad ‘egg mayo’ here). I wandered around a bit and got a little lost again trying to find the lecture theatre the talk was happening in.
The afternoon ended up being a lot of waiting and wandering around. I was wandering around after not finding the museum and waiting for an acceptable time to show up at the lecture theatre. Then I was waiting for the talk to start. In the description of the talk, they mentioned that there was a gallery with some of the artist’s work in it, so I planned to visit that after the talk, and bought a later train ticket to accommodate. There was a gallery, but it was very small, only 10 pieces. There weren’t even plaques that I could spend time reading. So I was done much earlier than I expected. It was 8:30pm, and there wasn’t really a place nearby I could go to waste time and I didn’t want to be wandering around in the dark, so I headed to the train station. My train wasn’t until 9:30, so I wasted an hour wandering around the train station and browsing the small number of stores that were still open. Very slowly, the hour passed, and I got on the train, where there was more waiting while the train stopped in no less than 12 towns before arriving in Leeds. And just to top it all off, waiting for the city bus to take me back to Dev.
Overall, an okay day spent exploring another city, but no where near as good as it could’ve been. And I don’t even have that many pictures because I didn’t take my camera. My favourite part was the metal works exhibition at one of the galleries. Sheffield is known globally as a cutlery producer and steel manufacturer, so there were some really interesting pieces. Lots of big knives and intricate details. I was shocked at how specific some of the pieces were. Apparently, one of the ways the lower classes would feel better about themselves was to have task-specific utensils. And I can understand where that’s coming from. But it’s a bit ridiculous: asparagus tongs, grape scissors, fish lifter, and egg scissors?
On the plus side, I’ve now seen (some) of the city that my Grandma and Granddad went to university at, which is neat. Although the only thing I saw that would’ve been around when they were there would have been the cathedral!