Art Galleries

I would like to go to an art gallery here in Sydney. I can't remember the last time I went but it must've been 5 or 6 years ago. I know it sounds a little bit pretentious and yes, even I have that image in my head of white rooms, champagne flutes and high-heeled ladies going, "Yaas darling, that is a very exquisite piece" but art galleries (and museums) fascinate me. I don't get art and I'm not even going to try to pretend I do. But there's something so soothing about being surrounded by these pieces of creativity that people have worked so hard and diligently on. And just because you have no idea what the fuck that guy was the trying to recreate, to someone else, that same piece could be a revelation. Perhaps it means something to them you know? 

Plus, not all art is about a 70 x 95 cm canvas framed and hung on a white wall in a rectangular room. A lot of the stuff you find in galleries is interactive, or performance-based. Sometimes you end up in darkened rooms with a whole bunch of other people just staring at a video reel. Sometimes (or most of the time), it's weird and wacky and you find yourself staring at a pair of breasts on the floor (photographic evidence provided below). Sometimes, you walk into rooms where you think nothing's happening and then all of a sudden THIS LOUD HIGH PITCHED NOISE AND GLARING LIGHT SUDDENLY FILLS THE ROOM AND YOU'RE JUST LIKE OMG YOU NEARLY FUCKING KILLED ME OF FRIGHT YOU BASTARD ART CURATORS. I also have proof of this but cbf uploading it to blogger. 

Anyhow, if there's anyone out there who wants to go to an art gallery with me, please let me know. Here are some photos of the art centre I visited in Melbourne. A lot of this stuff I don't really get but maybe for you, the polarization of corporal realities embodied by the vibrant hues and geometric pulses of Rothko's works will strike a chord of emotional resonance within your soul and you will find yourself...enlightened. 

I don't even know. 

2014

A magical wish fairy must've read my last post and answered my prayers because over these last few days, I've had things to do and places to go. I've still got the occasional bouts of boredom but overall it hasn't been too bad. I know it's not going to last though. By next week, I'll probably go right back to watching the shadows creep from one side of the townhouse to the other. Then work will resume and I'll be miserable. Ah well, take each day as it comes I guess?

So New Years came and went without much fanfare (for me at least). I didn't go anywhere because my parents had just come back from NZ and I wanted to spend a bit of time with them. We watched the fireworks on TV outside with the neighbours and then went on a maccas run at like 1am in the morning. Got a couple of hours sleep before waking up at 5:00am to catch the sunrise. I suppose it's becoming a bit of a tradition now. 

You can tell she really wanted to get up at 5am:

And I made my first new friend of 2014. She kind of smelt like wet carpet but I didn't mind. 

To keep myself occupied, I've also been trying to pick up a couple of new skills. Katy and Kane are trying to teach me how to skateboard, I'm learning how to juggle and I've also attempted whistling. Funnily enough, whistling is the hardest thing for me to do. I have no idea how to change the pitch of it and usually it just comes out kind of wheezy. I'll keep practicing though. Maybe by the end of the holidays, I'll get the hang of it.

P.S. When did I reach the 10,000 view mark?