Art, the way it is...
Well, last saturday night my wife, one her friend, and myself went out to the city together. Actually our friend's girl friend was exhibiting her work in a local art gallery so we went there to check it out.
There were other women artists there and it was nice to see something a bit different. Some of the works were very abstract but had a lot of meanings attached to them.
Firstly it was a series of paintings with a black background and some very simple curvy white lines, it was meant to be a series of work invoquing pregnancy..( with our luck it couldn't have been about anything else obviously ! ), very stylish, personally all I could see were white lines over a black background, having said that, it would look real good in a shrink's waiting room.
In the second room we were presented with a series of etchings. Not the kind of etchings I'd invite a date back at my place to check out, that's for sure ! This was more like the left overs of erotic etchings. They were sickly looking pictures of undergarments, knickers and what looked like long johns to me, glorified in pissy yellows with doubtful browns.
In the third room, things started to brighten up. They were works done with coloured ink on paper, looked really funky. I reckon these would look good to complement a modern setting such as those seen in "Vogue" magazine.
Finally our friend's friend works were displayed in the last room. On one side of the wall there was a series of colour photographs, close ups of strawberries, carrots, apricots and fish nets. and in the middle some photos printed on chiffon hanging from the ceiling, they were four "sails" one with a pic of barbwire and the others of statues which had been slightly distorted.
This work was about the holocaust and quite well done, however the whole spiritual experience didn't quite reach me since the artist in question was somewhat showing a bit too much cleavage and I found it to be very distracting.
The pictures of strawberries, carrots and apricots all looked like melons after a while and I must admit that it was really hard to concentrate on anything else. ;)
There were other women artists there and it was nice to see something a bit different. Some of the works were very abstract but had a lot of meanings attached to them.
Firstly it was a series of paintings with a black background and some very simple curvy white lines, it was meant to be a series of work invoquing pregnancy..( with our luck it couldn't have been about anything else obviously ! ), very stylish, personally all I could see were white lines over a black background, having said that, it would look real good in a shrink's waiting room.
In the second room we were presented with a series of etchings. Not the kind of etchings I'd invite a date back at my place to check out, that's for sure ! This was more like the left overs of erotic etchings. They were sickly looking pictures of undergarments, knickers and what looked like long johns to me, glorified in pissy yellows with doubtful browns.
In the third room, things started to brighten up. They were works done with coloured ink on paper, looked really funky. I reckon these would look good to complement a modern setting such as those seen in "Vogue" magazine.
Finally our friend's friend works were displayed in the last room. On one side of the wall there was a series of colour photographs, close ups of strawberries, carrots, apricots and fish nets. and in the middle some photos printed on chiffon hanging from the ceiling, they were four "sails" one with a pic of barbwire and the others of statues which had been slightly distorted.
This work was about the holocaust and quite well done, however the whole spiritual experience didn't quite reach me since the artist in question was somewhat showing a bit too much cleavage and I found it to be very distracting.
The pictures of strawberries, carrots and apricots all looked like melons after a while and I must admit that it was really hard to concentrate on anything else. ;)
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