Today I went to Portobello Market. Ill never go there again.
It has loads of hype. But with the amount of people running through the market I was begining to question what was being sold. Second hand items or people?
After that, I made sure my wallet was completely licked clean. And went to another musical. WICKED. Well now, I have done three musicals and none a favorite. All of them so good and uncomparable due to the fact that they are all so different.
Wicked is the story of how the Wicked Witch of the West became to be so wicked. Now you will be surprised. It is her story. And I do sympathise her. Infact, I like her. But the bottem line is along with the opera voices the actresses and actors have, the story all falls into place. Anything in Oz will be clarified in this musical.
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Phantom Limb
I am presently listening to The Shins. I want to cry and Im not even sad. That music is just so beautiful. Thats one thing I cant wait about Montreal, To submerge myself into my music and loose myself while creating watever flows out of my mind.
The last two days have been pretty good. I really feel at home in London. Like I said, half Montreal and half New York. Some how I need to fit Tofino in though...
Yesterday I went to the TATE Modern. It was good but to be honest the MoMA in NYC is way better. Lets just say watever the MoMA refused, the TATE took in. Now I do realise theres huge hype about the TATE. I mean they do have big names in theres just not big pieces. I would have to say though that the highlight of all this is that I saw pieces of Warhol that I didnt even know existed! They were actually pretty good too. Black and white pieces. No color. I have noticed that Andy likes to present his pieces in dyptichs. Look around, youll notice it too.
After that I went to another musical. This time it was Billy Elliot. Wow! Another good one. It was very different from Chicago. Directed towards another crowd. At times it was very serious and at others quite funny. The accents were really good. And the dancing, better. The boy who played Billy was very talented and could do flips in the air while wearing tap shoes. Imagine him in 10 years.
The last two days have been pretty good. I really feel at home in London. Like I said, half Montreal and half New York. Some how I need to fit Tofino in though...
Yesterday I went to the TATE Modern. It was good but to be honest the MoMA in NYC is way better. Lets just say watever the MoMA refused, the TATE took in. Now I do realise theres huge hype about the TATE. I mean they do have big names in theres just not big pieces. I would have to say though that the highlight of all this is that I saw pieces of Warhol that I didnt even know existed! They were actually pretty good too. Black and white pieces. No color. I have noticed that Andy likes to present his pieces in dyptichs. Look around, youll notice it too.
After that I went to another musical. This time it was Billy Elliot. Wow! Another good one. It was very different from Chicago. Directed towards another crowd. At times it was very serious and at others quite funny. The accents were really good. And the dancing, better. The boy who played Billy was very talented and could do flips in the air while wearing tap shoes. Imagine him in 10 years.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Good Luck
Right now its pouring rain outside. As in the intensity it does in Tofino. But It has been raining non-stop for the past 12 hours. Its sheet rain so therefore a permanent shower. I dont really mind.
Today I passed on really good luck. I went into a shop that had some exposition with Tara McPherson (lowbrow artist) a month ago.And swipped up a print of heres which was signed. Its a small print but Im going to frame it. Tara McPherson is a great painter and a pretty renound female artist. I also bought my second Gary Baseman book, as well. And to my luck he signed it too. So now I have two more collectible artist pieces. I collect other peoples art. Its more interesting.
Tonight I went to a fabulous show. CHICAGO! I love musicals. It was my second ( I went to a broadway show back in NYC). Chicago is the greatest. A little Vaudeville, A little Burlesque, A dash of scandal and a ton of strong voices. The costumes were great. I loved the way they presented and portrayed their voices. It was cool that Roxy Hart, for the first time to my knowledge, was played by a black chick. And then to my surprise it happened to be Michelle Williams of Destiny Child. But I personnaly like Thelma the best, she had attitude and she wasnt a nice woman. The stage was presented in a 1920s fashion and had a live orchestra in the background. They were very good and complemented the voices but with force and strength. The storyline was pretty good. It was smart ans sassy. I was always hit by surprise. It was fun to recognize the songs frome the burlesque modeling sessions at Dr Sketchys.
On another note, before my limited time runs out here, I had a conversation with a young def man. It was real fun and we understood eachother. I also sat next to a boy on the train to London who was also reading Into the Wild, side by side and same edition.
Today I passed on really good luck. I went into a shop that had some exposition with Tara McPherson (lowbrow artist) a month ago.And swipped up a print of heres which was signed. Its a small print but Im going to frame it. Tara McPherson is a great painter and a pretty renound female artist. I also bought my second Gary Baseman book, as well. And to my luck he signed it too. So now I have two more collectible artist pieces. I collect other peoples art. Its more interesting.
Tonight I went to a fabulous show. CHICAGO! I love musicals. It was my second ( I went to a broadway show back in NYC). Chicago is the greatest. A little Vaudeville, A little Burlesque, A dash of scandal and a ton of strong voices. The costumes were great. I loved the way they presented and portrayed their voices. It was cool that Roxy Hart, for the first time to my knowledge, was played by a black chick. And then to my surprise it happened to be Michelle Williams of Destiny Child. But I personnaly like Thelma the best, she had attitude and she wasnt a nice woman. The stage was presented in a 1920s fashion and had a live orchestra in the background. They were very good and complemented the voices but with force and strength. The storyline was pretty good. It was smart ans sassy. I was always hit by surprise. It was fun to recognize the songs frome the burlesque modeling sessions at Dr Sketchys.
On another note, before my limited time runs out here, I had a conversation with a young def man. It was real fun and we understood eachother. I also sat next to a boy on the train to London who was also reading Into the Wild, side by side and same edition.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
London is calling my name!
Oh-my-goodness... gracias I love this city. Ok I havent seen much since today I took the train. But so far Im really liking this city. Im going to spend 5 days in this city because I have always been a little infatuated with this city and want to try and figure it out.
Besides I have this personnel brilliant beyond brilliant idea of comming to live in London on a two year visa. I started really thinking about this idea half a year ago. We will see where my ideas lay when Im 24. The dream and idealistic and reveuse plan is to move to London and become a well established artists' main woman. I would want to be the artists ART assistant. Almost like a Warhol syndrome but be treated fairly. You know, enough to live. I would help the artist set up various art shows, maybe a little art journalism on the side. But the biggest part would be working in the studio alongside the artist. Learning asmore then an apprentice but a friend who would share artistic secrets and tricks. I would love to work in a screenprinting studio helping set up and creat large scale works. But pushing further then where Andy had limits. Bringing social causes into the issue a bit like Keith Haring. My goodness I am on an artistic tangent. And then one day just become an artist. Just being and living and CREATING.
Guys London is way cool. Its a mix between New York and Montreal. But more new York minus the high rises. People have lovely accents over here. And the kids are dressed totally rad and have this whole skinny-punk-vintage vibe to them. Im digging it.
I live in the past present and future. Im just one of those people.
Besides I have this personnel brilliant beyond brilliant idea of comming to live in London on a two year visa. I started really thinking about this idea half a year ago. We will see where my ideas lay when Im 24. The dream and idealistic and reveuse plan is to move to London and become a well established artists' main woman. I would want to be the artists ART assistant. Almost like a Warhol syndrome but be treated fairly. You know, enough to live. I would help the artist set up various art shows, maybe a little art journalism on the side. But the biggest part would be working in the studio alongside the artist. Learning asmore then an apprentice but a friend who would share artistic secrets and tricks. I would love to work in a screenprinting studio helping set up and creat large scale works. But pushing further then where Andy had limits. Bringing social causes into the issue a bit like Keith Haring. My goodness I am on an artistic tangent. And then one day just become an artist. Just being and living and CREATING.
Guys London is way cool. Its a mix between New York and Montreal. But more new York minus the high rises. People have lovely accents over here. And the kids are dressed totally rad and have this whole skinny-punk-vintage vibe to them. Im digging it.
I live in the past present and future. Im just one of those people.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
A last day in Paris
well all the things come to an end, except eternal life. But on this world, yup, they finish. And my stay in Paris is coming to that fate.
Today I checked out Notre Dame de Paris. It is a Gothic church with a presence. Inside you get a dark almost unsettling feeling. But at the same time it is so beautiful and the stain glass windows let only the tiniest of light illuminate the interiour, keeping most of the sun to brighten the glasses' dark and rich colors. It feel really good and peacefull in there. But you cant help but imagine that something dark must have happened there. Its just my feeling. And my wild imagination.
But I cant help but salute Victor Hugo for using his wild and crazy imagination for summing up the story of Le Bosu de Notre Dame. He really did reference the building different corridors and hidden rooms.
Then I became a bike junkie and hopped onto another Fat Tire tour. This time in Paris, duh. Man, they are so much fun. I love the mixture of biking and history with a dash of humor. Its really good cause it keeps a kid like me moving and on the ball while being completelly fascinated and immersed into these historical situations while seeing the places they took place in live.
This evening I spent sitting on a concrete rail watching the Eiffel Tower. Illuminated in the night sky. I watched the moon move from one side of the tower to the other side. For about five minutes there was even a cool light show that gave the tower a sparkling effect.
well folks, demain Im taking a train to London, last country and leg on this journey before I head back to Dublin, my temporary home and where half my heart is currently being held...
Today I checked out Notre Dame de Paris. It is a Gothic church with a presence. Inside you get a dark almost unsettling feeling. But at the same time it is so beautiful and the stain glass windows let only the tiniest of light illuminate the interiour, keeping most of the sun to brighten the glasses' dark and rich colors. It feel really good and peacefull in there. But you cant help but imagine that something dark must have happened there. Its just my feeling. And my wild imagination.
But I cant help but salute Victor Hugo for using his wild and crazy imagination for summing up the story of Le Bosu de Notre Dame. He really did reference the building different corridors and hidden rooms.
Then I became a bike junkie and hopped onto another Fat Tire tour. This time in Paris, duh. Man, they are so much fun. I love the mixture of biking and history with a dash of humor. Its really good cause it keeps a kid like me moving and on the ball while being completelly fascinated and immersed into these historical situations while seeing the places they took place in live.
This evening I spent sitting on a concrete rail watching the Eiffel Tower. Illuminated in the night sky. I watched the moon move from one side of the tower to the other side. For about five minutes there was even a cool light show that gave the tower a sparkling effect.
well folks, demain Im taking a train to London, last country and leg on this journey before I head back to Dublin, my temporary home and where half my heart is currently being held...
I am sorry, I do not have an interesting title
But before I get to that Ill tell you a little lowdown on the Louvre. In my poor attempt at a defense, loads of people go through the same 'too much art to handle' syndrome. Infact the average person spends 3 hours in the museum till they start to go crazy and then leave. The museum, once a palace that just kept growing due to kings marking their territory, is so huge. If you were to spend one humble and honest minute looking at all the PERMANENT collection, excluding expostitions, you would spend a whole 9 months in the Louvre without sleeping, going to the loo or sleeping. Yeah, go figure.
So last night I went on a walking tour of Monmatre. I decided that I should figure out the area that Im currently staying in. Montmarte is cool. Im having a case of deja vu...
So last night I went on a walking tour of Monmatre. I decided that I should figure out the area that Im currently staying in. Montmarte is cool. Im having a case of deja vu...
Monday, August 3, 2009
Louvre
did that today. Um cool. But exhausting.
I am knackered. People in Paris seem to be happy people but not inside the Louvre. Everyone is rushed.
I didnt have to cue for two hours, only 20 minutes and I got in for free cause I was living in Dublin :)
I saw some very famous works. Like, the Mona Lisa, Wrath of Medusa, Winged Nike, Seated Scribe and Venus of Milo.
I dont think Ill ever go back to the Louvre. There is just too much art. You end up not really appreciating it.
I was not impressed with the Mona Lisa. She is tiny! We were corded 30 feet from her and she was encased in glass. Thus, we could hardly even see her.
The piece that impressed me the most was the Seated Scribe from Egypt. I have known about him since 1st semester at Dawson. He stands about a foot high. I thought he would be huge so I kept walking past him really frustrated. I fianally gave up and asked the staff to escort me to him. I relly needed to see him.
He is beautiful.
My favorite piece of Egyptian art by far. His face is so sculpted and rendered that he seems to almost be smiling. The shadows created make him so 3D that he seems to be alive. His eyes are lined with an aqua color instead of the typical black and for his pupils he has embeded colored glass. His painted skin is still so terracota in color that it is a wonder that it is still preserved.
I also saw mummified animals, who woulda thought?!
I am knackered. People in Paris seem to be happy people but not inside the Louvre. Everyone is rushed.
I didnt have to cue for two hours, only 20 minutes and I got in for free cause I was living in Dublin :)
I saw some very famous works. Like, the Mona Lisa, Wrath of Medusa, Winged Nike, Seated Scribe and Venus of Milo.
I dont think Ill ever go back to the Louvre. There is just too much art. You end up not really appreciating it.
I was not impressed with the Mona Lisa. She is tiny! We were corded 30 feet from her and she was encased in glass. Thus, we could hardly even see her.
The piece that impressed me the most was the Seated Scribe from Egypt. I have known about him since 1st semester at Dawson. He stands about a foot high. I thought he would be huge so I kept walking past him really frustrated. I fianally gave up and asked the staff to escort me to him. I relly needed to see him.
He is beautiful.
My favorite piece of Egyptian art by far. His face is so sculpted and rendered that he seems to almost be smiling. The shadows created make him so 3D that he seems to be alive. His eyes are lined with an aqua color instead of the typical black and for his pupils he has embeded colored glass. His painted skin is still so terracota in color that it is a wonder that it is still preserved.
I also saw mummified animals, who woulda thought?!
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