Sunday, September 26, 2010

Art hell


Result of bargain hunt in Cole Haan outlet store outside San Francisco two years ago. Brought home a total of three pairs at a 80% mark-down, so I practically made money out of that transaction. Yeah, right.  Not too fan of the velcro strap (really for people that do not know how to tie their own shoelaces), but very comfortable - as they are fitted with a Nike Air sole.

Time for our monthly social event at some bar near the office on Friday night. Should have gone home early, but - of course - did not. So, getting up for gallery visit with entire family on Saturday was a bit painful. Which is a bit of an understatement. Having fun together helps building a great team, but you should really not underestimate the effect of suffering together either. Felt somewhat better after text recap with other girls. Apparently I was not alone.

Family day at Henie Onstad Art Centre. Hell. Hell. Hell. Screaming, sugar-fuelled, children running around. Grumpy parents that all wish they were somewhere else. Without kids. Huge exhibition of some abstract pieces of art by Joan Miro*, all named "Femme", "Oiseau" or - any combination of the two. This guy apparently really liked his women and birds (my French classes are starting to pay off, yay!). And I think he liked to get involved with some strong and most probably illegal chemical substances while working. Oh, well. I guess I am not much of an art connoiseur.

To top it all off - there was a clown. A VERY scary clown - on a bicycle. Inside. Honking a horn, and winding up all the already quite wound-up children to new levels of over-excitement by building ballon animals upon (very loud!) requests. I do not like balloons either. Except the helium ones that you see high up in the sky from time to time. Knowing that somewhere there is a screaming child without a balloon. I am mean, I know. Moahaha.

Managed to get through gallery hell, long lunch with more family, and then logging on to get some work done. Amazing dinner with mum, dad and lovely husband. Think I fell asleep while still brushing teeth. Incredible how much you can actually manage to cram into one day.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joan_Miró

No comments:

Post a Comment