When you can’t be at the real place … a museum exhibit is most welcome.
There is always something to be thankful for. And living in a beautiful convenient city like this is one of them.
When you can’t be at the real place … a museum exhibit is most welcome.
There is always something to be thankful for. And living in a beautiful convenient city like this is one of them.
Sometimes I like the spaces more than the exhibit itself.
Quiet and peaceful Saturdays filled with walks through relatively silent museums – the best kind.
Singapore Art Museum at 8Q. For the young and young at heart.
I thought I’d feel some nostalgia, this building being the very same one I reported to on my first day as a tertiary student.
But… Maybe it has changed too much, so much that no nostalgia was evoked at all.
Should I take some comfort in the fact that at least it’s still around, unlike some other buildings with a more sorrowful fate?
http://www.mca.com.au/exhibition/aleks-danko-my-fellow-aus-tra-aliens/
I like him already.
One of the stories of my life.
First visit since coming back to Sydney this year.
The exhibits were excellent and insightful as usual, but I realise what I miss the most – the high ceilings of Brisbane’s GOMA!
Japanese Art after 1989. Loved exploring the relation between social and political evolution, and art.