anecdotes of london: art

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london is full of art. from monet to da vinci, from medieval to the creme de la creme of modern art, from street grafitti and busking musicians to the royal ballett company. and I ahd a look at all of it.
v&a
tate modern
national art gallery
manon (ballett)
oedipus (theatre)

I came to london in the middle of my studies of wilde's novel the picture of dorian grey. I thus was full of the idea of art being beauty, no matter of what the means and effects are. I agreed but havign viited london I must expand on this idea. art, or at least good art creates emotion. it moves you inside, makes you happy and smile, appals you, angers you, makes you feel disgust or hate, shock or fear or simply adoration.these feelings can all be then interpreted as forms of beauty. no matter which emotion you have, as long as you have it and it si strong it is beautiful. but that might jsut be the interpratation of more than rich dandies of victorian brain that didnt know what else to do to spend their time with.

one thing i like doing in museums espeicially art gallerys is finding two or three favourite things and really having a good look at them. of course i look at the rest too but these to or three objects are things where my mind had this "wow" sensation. In the v&a that was some of the victorian dresses (but thats becuase of my pp).
in the tate modern it was a dali painting, and a room of contemporary art that used creative media, such as fake gems, stacks of wrting paper that were carved in or fabric to create a picture. then there was another room of austrian exhebitionists that pushed the limits. where does art start? where does it end? and especially, how far can you go? some austrian artists explored these questions in quetionable, revolting and disgusting ways that at the same time are intriguing and creative in a desturbing way.
in the national gallery it was, of course impressionistic and port impressionistic painting. renoir, gaugin, monet, degas moving into klimt. I adore it! it is there but it isnt. the scene is not only painted as previously but "half chewed" it is destorted through use of texture and colour leaving ou to guess why and how and what, while still making the object of art clear and creating a beautiful painting.
the saatchi gallery was full of contemporary stuff. the best i have seen in a long time. it makes you think and reflect on society implies the outrageous but again only that what we should hear and listen to in order to get better and make our life here on earth sustainable. my fave:

my favourite again depicts waterlillies and the reflection of a tree in a pond. It uses blotches of bright red for the flowers a harmonic green and blue for the rest. these paintings make me happy, jsut as debussy music does. I cannot resist a slight smile (even if only on the inside in case im in a bad mood) if seeing them).
manon. ballet. bringing across a story jsut through bodylanguage and expression and aestetics. incredibly hard, but beautiful nonetheless. ballett is definately not somethign to be laughed at. it is difficult as hell as it askes complete body tension and control, and is aestetic pure. from first love to jealousy to death. the dancers and music can bring across anything, if you are not stunned out of your wits by the amazing pirrouettes, jumps and poses.

last but not least theatre. this is easy, everybody has cried during a movie. theatre is just the same, jsut live, thus wiht more tension. oedipus, one of the first tragedies, is katharsis in perfection. the suffering and pain of your fate culminating at one point in midday when all shadows and uncertainities fall, grips the audience. any hopes of a good ending crumble and you empathise with the protagonist and his suffering- it is a horrid emotion but still art- people come out of the theatre snivelling and with red eyes saying how good it was.

my favourite sculpture in the british museum:

art in london is superb. if you need you art tank tanked go there, you can find a heap for nothign (just the price of a tube ticket to get there or of hurting feet) and a whole pile more if you are willing to pay a tad, or a heap of money. but im realyising it doesnt only have to be london. I realised i have a world class ballett right at my doorstep and more than enough good opera, drama, concerts and in worst case cinema to go with it. no excuse eh?