Felt suit... not art.

Unfortunately, our concentration camp visit was cancelled because the only English speaking guide was sick, and Vera didn't quite speak enough German to translate. I'm still impressed that she speaks some German along with her Czech, English, and Slovak. Anyway, instead we went to a modern art museum which contained Warhol pieces. Unfortunately, the permanent exhibition was closed and instead all we could see was a terrible temporary exhibition. Terrible. Terrible! Can I emphasize this more? I wrote in my journal there:

This museum is already SO ridiculous and this voice commentary is NOT helping matters! Ty Huynh and I are very unsuccessfully trying not to laugh aloud. =) I feel like someone just BSed their way through art (neon lights, felt suit). How does this voice-over person manage not to laugh? "I'm a transmitter and I broadcast." - Beuyc, crazy artist. One hour of artistic propaganda and Ty Huynh believes! HAH. For me? Hell no! Crap is still crap no matter how long you stare at it.

That about sums it up. The felt suit was exactly that. A suit... made of felt. The commentary was so funny we listened to it three times. The person discussed how it was a suit like one you would wear except it wasn't hemmed, and it was made of felt which was to show that we are all isolated at some point because felt is a fabric which keeps in heat so it's like being kept in your little bubble of warmth, etc. Then they went on talking about Ibis and Egyptian goddesses and such. The neon light exhibit was... a bunch of neon lights. That the artist just found somewhere and put on the wall. It was art because of "the way the light was placed and the feeling it gave to the room." Um. Eight green neon lights on the inside wall and eight blue neon lights on the outside wall DOES NOT CONSTITUTE ART! Okay, so I did just argue in my six-page art essay that anything can be considered art. But if nothing else, this is not GOOD art. That I will stand by.

The gift shop was nearly redemptive enough. Should have just spent my time there. Spent like half an hour looking through a book of graffiti. SO cool! Then saw books of outfits, probably mostly from girls in Harajuku. Looked at a book of tattoos. So awesome!

Anyway. That was that. Then we went on a three hour boat cruise. Was random but relaxing at least.

JJ, Ty Huynh and I walked around before getting to the restaurant. We went into the former-school-turned-art-hangout. SO awesome. Graffiti everywhere. Cool graffiti. Cobras and such! I love love love graffiti! It made me really happy. I bought a print (and saw the actual painting, pretty awesome) and a pair of earrings. =) Also entered into some sort of art encampment, with painted vans and lots of people dressed like hippies. Looking happy. Huge pieces of metallic artwork and an outdoor bar. Awesome. Took over 100 pictures of the two places in total.

Went to get Singapore-style food with JJ & Ty Huynh. It was happy hour. They got drinks. I made JJ laugh while he was taking a sip of his mixed drink, and the alcohol went up his nose and came back out. Apparently it burns... haha. It was quite amusing. Ty Huynh chased her stronger mixed drink with her weaker mixed drink. Oh dear.