arty wednesday, thursday and friday.

If i could spend every week like this, i would be one of the happiest people around and perhaps, one of the most stress-free in a very ironic sort of way. It could have been a highly-strung out week for me, if not for all the art:). This week is Week 3 of uni and it marks the beginning of the uphill battle that I have to fight for the next 10 weeks. For one, I had to go to school practically everyday (to me, that is not normal ok. I have spent the last 4 semesters not having to go to school 5 days a week!). That said, i am living proof that art, the good ones, relieves stress. I spent this past wednesday, thursday and friday surrounded by art in all forms. There was the cinema, the gallery and the theatre.

Wednesday night was spent watching The Hottest State, a feature in the Melbourne International Film Festival with Rose. This was an autobiographical movie directed by Ethan Hawke and came with very good recommendations (i'm starting to take Rose's word for things - she got taste la. ha.). I thoroughly enjoyed it, though it struck alot of raw nerves in me. It was very honest. Honest about loving and losing, about loving someone and not have them love you back. About being emotional and growing up, about trying to find yourself and suriving, all at the same time.

Thursday afternoon was spent at the Guggenheim exhibition in the National Gallery of Victoria and I felt, it was worth every dollar that i paid to enter (and i'm not even saying this JUST because i'm such an art buff, but then again, no one would go if they don't appreciate right?! ha.). I felt drawn and moved by almost every piece from Penny Guggenheim's extensive collection of works. My favourite though, was this piece called, "a sale of the soul" which i can't seem to find a picture of. It was very abstract, but very very clear at the same time. It was an outline of two souls being pulled apart and drawn together at the same time, atop a seemingly contrasting yet blending colour palette of greys and pinks, peaches and blues. The artist utilised my favourite medium too, oil on canvas. It's nothing special, this medium that is, but to me, brushstrokes, colour and technique is very telling. The thickness of the lines, the merging of the colours speak volumes about the artist and his or her art. I like heavy oil on canvas pieces, where the artists tend to be generous with their paints, such that one line can change a piece's dimension and a dab of colour will add intricacy and intimacy. Art is a very pretty thing.

The picture above, is "untitled" by Dan Flavin and there is a poster of it above my bed at the moment. I love the way it draws you in. It lets me escape when i look into it enough and it makes me happy.

Friday was spent at the theatre watching Phantom of the Opera :). It's been a while since my last musical, the lion king, which i thought was rather fantastic as well. The cast was brillant and the music was astounding. What made it even better was the old colonial architecture of Princess theatre which made it even more "British".

If only all the art didn't go past so quickly.