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Friday, August 29, 2008


It wasn't meant to be! *weeps* Long post, comment as you wish.
This post is more for my own personal gain, rather to to read- My own diary entry with the trimmings.
Nah, I went to Liverpool, so don't worry. Went to Tate Liverpool. It wasn't as pretty as I thought it would be, or large.
Tate Liverpool:

Tate Britain, my home:


Tate Modern! Been there many times; went to see a Dali exhibition last September



There were a few hic-cups along the way. My friend was to come, and the train was 8:47, and the train up there -Euston Station takes 40 minutes. She arrived to meet us to get on the Northern Line at 8:00, the agreed time was 7:30. So, that is cutting it bloody fine! We got the train during peak time, which is hell on the Northern line of the underground because everyone crams themselves on. I felt light-headed because it was so hot and I hadn't had breakfast and when everyone cleared out at Bank, I noticed that my friend wasn't there with my sister- we were pretty much separated. She'd gotten off for she felt unwell, and left my sister with her fare money. Plus but minus. I LOVE museums, and I love art. She has a low attention span, and has a tendency to steal- she took some £4 ear rings and put them in my sisters bag because 'they were too much'. Not good. So that gave my family frredom to do as we wish without thinking of her basically.

The trip by the train took three hours from London to Liverpool, which is pretty good. We amused ourselves by playing on the DS wireless collection with '42 all-time games' and I beat my Mum so badly at Ludo!
The temperature: hideously fickle. In the museums, it would be stuffy (that makes me feel ill and faint) or just hot, to cold. My body is very reactive to that (when the sun sets during summer, I sneeze for about 20 mins.) and it was hell. It hurts to swallow now! :(
So, to the Klimt exhibition! I did get some booty- it was hilarious the benefits I get because I'm Tate staff! I got into the exhibition for free, and any museum exhibitions, and then in the store, I thought I got 10% discount, but I got 20%!

So, the beginning! I'm rather atrocious at ordering my thoughts and paragraphing. The Klimt exhibtion. Why did I want to see it? It all started about a year ago when a good friend from here recommended 'Elfen Lied' to me. The opening theme tune has art inspired by the work of Klimt. Earlier this year, I saw on a show I watch, 'The Culture Show' that the exhibition was on. I was interested, and then when I was in my school library, a book on Klimt caught my eye. I read it, and did the comparisons between the original art, and then the opening theme tune. I do indeed love melancholic art, should I say? I mean, 'Neon Genesis Evangelion' is my favourite anime, and 'Elfen Lied' follows close behind. The reflections and aspects of mortality; I even volunteered at an old Jewish peoples' home, and that made me reflect even more than I usually do!
In his art, I love the expressions on their faces, and the gold does add to it!
My favourites of his pieces are: 'The Kiss', 'Judith II Salome'- the seductress Salome holds John the Baptists's head while bearing her breasts with dark sensual eyes and 'Three ages of life', a serene picture of three women, the mother, the child, and the old woman mourning.
There was one part of the exhibition where there were erotic pictures of women, let me remind you, the place was full of middle class old people, so I did stick out like a sore thumb (I was wearing a white shirt, black and white tie with Jack skeleton on it, a red pinafore with empire line cut, with black and white stripped tights and on top of that, a large grey hoodie) and some of the old people were screwing up their faces to the drawings like none of them have ever had sex or anything. It was strange, the beauty of conservatism!

'The Kiss'

The most famous of his paintings, wasn't there! Neither were the other famous one, of one of his muses- Adele, made during his 'golden age'.

I shall tell you of my booty! Har har har! *puts on peg-leg and eye patch*
1. The receipt!


That's what I bought! A frame of 'The Kiss'- originally £34, which I was hesistant about, and then my Mum reminded me that I'd have it all my life, unless it jumped off a wall and killed itself, which isn't impossible knowing me.
Two postcards of his work 'Two girls with Oleander', it looks more Renaissance than anything else.
'The Kiss' bookmark £1.
BUT, because I am a staff member, I got my 20% off, which meant, that it came to just under £30! One week's EMA! (Money paid when in education at 16-18, if income lower than £30 thou.) I got £8.60 off the reporduction, and the colour's good!
As his work uses gold leaf, the contrast of his work when reproduced is really paramount! Some are washed out, the others too dark etc.

The rest of the day was good! Went to the International Slavery Museum. It was interesting, but the way that Black people were treated, and considered as not even human was horrendous! I, myself am of Jamaican heritage, and I didn't learn much of it at school, but it was horrific! People being hung by the rib cage and the amount of labour involved in their lives!
I had watched 'Who do you think you are?' with Jerry Springer in it the night before, and the atrocities of the genocide of the Jews, and they were thought of as less than human, and their deaths being right for the interest of mankind, and I find it barbaric! These differences of race can make one feel that one is superior to the other, therefore, justifying the brutal savagery of the other race. It makes no sense to me.

Anyway, ate dinner- Chinese buffet, and it was interesting to see how different it was in Liverpool to London. There were the usual suspects, with a few lovely extras, but there were chips and coleslaw, and there was even pudding! Ice cream and roly-poly and cheesecakes, and black forest gateau to be had?! What?!" There was the usual though, the staff could barely speak a word of English, therefore adding comical distress for ordering drinks.

The train was at 7:47, and we got on it, and then we got to London Euston at 11:30pm, to get home by underground at 12:30! Done and dusted, and we are all mashed now! I've got a bad throat, and none of us could wake up. By the by, we have a museum event to go to tonight for playing footbal and making t-shirts etc.! Yay!

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