Yesterday was Boxing Day
Yesterday was Boxing Day here in Australia. Denise and I had plans to go to the Taronga Zoo. Due to me being a lazy ass, we started out late. Got to Circular Quay, where we saw crowds of people with the same idea. Then decided to do it another time when its not wickedly hot and there aren’t tons of people.
Well then… where did we go? We went to the Museum of Contemporary Art. A place I’ve never been to before. Seeing as how Contemporary art usually just reinforces my love of older art. And makes me wonder who finds most of the newer stuff appealing?
Well, I have to admit that it inspired new feelings in myself. Feelings of Disgust and Shock! There’s a piece there called the Bear Chair. In my opinion it’s child porn. Part of which is a bear on a chair with its penis just inches away from the face of a child’s doll.
It was so bad that I had to ask where I could lodge a complaint. This I did down at the front desk. Where I was told by a staff member that rape and child abuse/molestation are more common in Australia, and that the artists of the piece are Americans who like/liked to shock. (How either relates to the museum having an offensive piece on display still baffles me).
Afterwards, Denise and I went for a schooner of Toohey’s New. In the pub, Denise got the dubious pleasure of hearing me bitch about what we’d seen. No fun for her, I bet.
I’ll have to wait and see if the Director of the Museum gets back to me.
Now, we move on to other things. Looking forward to training with Ray Floro, Friday morning. Have only managed one session since returning from Chicago. Money’s been tight and so on.
Cheers!
Patrick
Well then… where did we go? We went to the Museum of Contemporary Art. A place I’ve never been to before. Seeing as how Contemporary art usually just reinforces my love of older art. And makes me wonder who finds most of the newer stuff appealing?
Well, I have to admit that it inspired new feelings in myself. Feelings of Disgust and Shock! There’s a piece there called the Bear Chair. In my opinion it’s child porn. Part of which is a bear on a chair with its penis just inches away from the face of a child’s doll.
It was so bad that I had to ask where I could lodge a complaint. This I did down at the front desk. Where I was told by a staff member that rape and child abuse/molestation are more common in Australia, and that the artists of the piece are Americans who like/liked to shock. (How either relates to the museum having an offensive piece on display still baffles me).
Afterwards, Denise and I went for a schooner of Toohey’s New. In the pub, Denise got the dubious pleasure of hearing me bitch about what we’d seen. No fun for her, I bet.
I’ll have to wait and see if the Director of the Museum gets back to me.
Now, we move on to other things. Looking forward to training with Ray Floro, Friday morning. Have only managed one session since returning from Chicago. Money’s been tight and so on.
Cheers!
Patrick
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