good morning bunnies
i think i need one of those long neck lighter thingies. atm i'm lighting my gas stove with a regular lighter and i managed to burn my thumb nail. smells funny.
the coffee is still as yummy as ever, so i guess its worth a burned nail or few...
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last night was awesome. i saw some fucken fantastic stuff screened, tho a lot of bullshit too. of course.
we showed up 2 hrs too early with my uni mate and his girlfriend. so we decided to go to cohibar in darling harbour, to enjoy a couple of fancy drinkies before the cheap gallery wine. the place is quite wanky and shit, but they play good music (groovy, funky and jazzy chillout stuff), the staff is good fun and the drinks are uber-yummy. i started out with the usual cosmopolitan and then tasted a coconut&mango martini. oh so girly and oh so yummy. heh.
then we rocked up at the gallery just in time to say hello to everyone before the screening started. and everyone was there: all my good uni mates (well, except couple of slackers), all of my cool teachers (well, except couple of slackers) and a lot of people i've met at gallery openings before.
i usually enjoy two kinds of artworks: the ones that entertain me and the ones that seduce me to lose the work itself entirely, fall into a trance-like state and go through my own shit while i'm enjoying the work.
personally, i don't like long video works. if you can't fit it into 3mins, make a fucken installation out of it so that i can walk in, and walk out when i'm bored 10 secs later. isn't short attention span a wonderful thing?
last night there were a few short ones that were very clever and/or entertaining. and to my suprise there were also a few longer ones that were just incredibly beautiful and intense. and there were also two awesome audio performances at the end of the night. specially the first one was fantastic. a couple of my teachers performed. the sound just had this incredible presence and i felt it more than heard it.
i was wrapped up in interesting conversations for the latter part of the evening, so i have to admit that my attention was not fully on the work being screened after the first intermission. but i had a great time.
i found myself challenged by the works that i saw and experienced as well as the company i had. what more can you ask from a wanky arthouse night out? well, the wine of course, but there was plenty. so it's all good.
the coffee is still as yummy as ever, so i guess its worth a burned nail or few...
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last night was awesome. i saw some fucken fantastic stuff screened, tho a lot of bullshit too. of course.
we showed up 2 hrs too early with my uni mate and his girlfriend. so we decided to go to cohibar in darling harbour, to enjoy a couple of fancy drinkies before the cheap gallery wine. the place is quite wanky and shit, but they play good music (groovy, funky and jazzy chillout stuff), the staff is good fun and the drinks are uber-yummy. i started out with the usual cosmopolitan and then tasted a coconut&mango martini. oh so girly and oh so yummy. heh.
then we rocked up at the gallery just in time to say hello to everyone before the screening started. and everyone was there: all my good uni mates (well, except couple of slackers), all of my cool teachers (well, except couple of slackers) and a lot of people i've met at gallery openings before.
i usually enjoy two kinds of artworks: the ones that entertain me and the ones that seduce me to lose the work itself entirely, fall into a trance-like state and go through my own shit while i'm enjoying the work.
personally, i don't like long video works. if you can't fit it into 3mins, make a fucken installation out of it so that i can walk in, and walk out when i'm bored 10 secs later. isn't short attention span a wonderful thing?
last night there were a few short ones that were very clever and/or entertaining. and to my suprise there were also a few longer ones that were just incredibly beautiful and intense. and there were also two awesome audio performances at the end of the night. specially the first one was fantastic. a couple of my teachers performed. the sound just had this incredible presence and i felt it more than heard it.
i was wrapped up in interesting conversations for the latter part of the evening, so i have to admit that my attention was not fully on the work being screened after the first intermission. but i had a great time.
i found myself challenged by the works that i saw and experienced as well as the company i had. what more can you ask from a wanky arthouse night out? well, the wine of course, but there was plenty. so it's all good.
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