eurotrash

18 February 2006 1pm Day 41

once again, from the national art gallery my favourite artworks were by sydney long and that painting "the quest" by bernard hall. i also loved rah fizelle's "overlooking sainte agnes".

7:40pm

i now truly understand the meaning of eurotrash. we went to a eurotrash night at the canberra multicultural fest last night, and it was so bad it wasn't even good in an ironic way. well, there was only one woman that was deliciously tragic - i loved her. i'd pay to see her again, but the guy she was singing with was just bad, without the deliciousness. out of tune, no charisma - such a shame really. i have to look up their name, they were from berlin.

we're staying in the kingston hotel again tonight, but have decided to check out tomorrow. it's hot, tiny, the mattresses are useless so it's like sleeping on a wooden slab, the kitchen, including the fridge, is full of cockroaches, there's nowhere to sit except the beergarden where you get harassed by guys like marty (see last entry) and the bathroom - one shower doesn't work, one only has hot water (the cold is not connected) and the only other shower sprays water all over everything because there's no curtain.

as a pub, it's not bad (if you eat meat, you can bring your own steaks to cook on the barbie). as a place to stay, it's not good. oh well, what can we really expect for $15/night each? we were spoilt by the grafton crown hotel, i think. that was a seriously nice budget pub.

today we went to the national gallery. liz and i seriously disagree about art. i love beautiful old traditional art, particularly from the 1800s and early 1900s. i spend hours staring at them, completely absorbed in their beauty. i also love sydney long's ethereal images (something liz and i agree on), japanese screens, otis dix (horribly graphic war art), some surrealism - lots of stuff really. and i appreciate a lot of modern art. but there's a hell of a lot that i think is simply crap with a label and that's certainly not worthy of being in a gallery of any sort. induitably, the stuff i really think is boring tripe is the stuff liz adores. she loves concepts, i only like concepts who's execution shows some level of talent. she loves industrial stuff, i only really like things that show emotion. we really disagree on a lot, but at least if we're arguing about that it keeps us occupied.