Art: I went to the
Yves Klein art show with a friend. I have this friend who I just love seeing art with. To me, art is like music. I can enjoy it, but quite frankly, I know that I have no deeper understanding of it. But with her... It's so much fun to go around and see her get totally freaked out by pictures. And not in an artsy/intellectual way, but just her looking at the pictures and then being in total emotional turmoil. The pictures totally get to her. Going there with her makes me wish I was filthy rich and a guy because she has to get married by a guy who thinks this characters trait is as adorable as I do and who has the money to buy her an Yves Klein for her living room (because obviously neither she nor I will ever have that much money).
But yeah, my belief that a lot of some art is all about having a psychosis and being consistent about it. Klein was an artist who was very much about the monochrome. Some of his artworks are just canvases painted in one color (usually blue). He also put paint on naked people and they left their imprints on the canvas. And yes, some of his stuff is very impressive to look at. They also had a lot of letters which I loved, like a fan letter congratulating Fidel Castro, a letter to Eisenhower about how he wanted to take over France with his group of artists and a letter to the officials where he complains that they wouldn't let him blue up the obelisk at the Place de la Concorde. There was also the monochrome symphony which consisted of just one note being played for either 7 or 14 minutes. Oh, and he apparently enjoyed Judo.
They also showed some local artists from the 70s who were influenced by his work or whose work falls into a similar category. And it was just... blegh. It's so typical. Because all the stuff of the local guys was extremely depressing and morbid. It's just so them to assume that morbid immediately implies high art. That's one thing I did like about the exhibition, there were some of Klein's pictures that were painted with flame and therefore were rather dark and had a very mysterious and threatening vibe about it (oddly enough, it reminded me a lot of Lord of The Rings art), but on the whole, most of his art felt really cheerful and positive. I kept thinking how nice it would be if there was more really good art in public places. So you could walk past it or eat your lunch next to it. So even art doofuses like me can experience it and soak it in.
Movie: I had plans to go and see Much Ado About Nothing with my cousin, but they were sold out and so we went to see 300 instead. Very pretty. Like the music. My cousin's reaction? Awesome! It's like Troy without any annoying attempts to add story. :D
I had a good enough time, but I have to admit that the lack of story did bug me a bit.
Book: I finally finished a book again. Feels like it's been ages since I have done that (at least a fiction book; especially a fiction book that wasn't written by Terry Pratchett). It was 600somethingsomething pages of "The Dwarves" by a guy named Markus Heitz. It's a very Tolkien type of adventure book only that here most of the main characters are dwarves, something that drew me to it immediately. There's a similar book out there called "The Orcs" which I plan to read next (though my sis in law where I borrowed the book assured me that she liked the dwarves better).
I keep wanting to say "Happy Christ Rising" instead of "Happy Easter" ;p
Anyway, I'll be with family for a couple of days. Hope everybody has a good time.