I am in the study room, 8th floor, Haus Erasmus! sucking up internet from here…well i’m kind of studying and blogging at the same time, while pondering upon which movie I should download.
Yesterday was a museum night. The official name of this event is “Long Night of the Museums.” If you buy a pass to this event, you have free access to almost 100 museums plus hop on & hop off bus that can take you from one to another. Participating museums were opened from 6pm to 2am. I decided to go 3-4 exhibitions since you can get pretty tired and I did not want the opportunity to be a torture, a pressure that you should go as many as possible. Art is there to enjoy. One does not have to rush to savor every moment of happiness.
My first destination was Albertina Musuem, where exhibition on Impressionism was held unitil January 2010. Paintings of famous artists such as Renoir, Manet, Monet, Cézanne and Pissarro were all there. The ones I only saw in art books or on internet was there. I myself prefer contemporary art than the paintings at the Albertina, but still i was cherishing every moment at the museum. What I like the most about the exhibition was the fact that I could grasp methods and techniques of the inpressionist era beyond its history. For instance, one painting drawn in the scene(outside) had a bud which sprout from a seed blown by the wind. The painter later covered it with paint but we could still see a small lump at the left corner of the painting. Some paintings showed they were fixed to a certain canvas equipment, leaving a blank spot on the painting. Moving on to the next exhibition on a different floor was Albertina’s permanenet exhibition of its modern art collections. I remembered reading an exchange report about Rothko’s Safron was there. (I saw a couple of pieces back home at Leeum – i recall…if my memory is correct – when I took a course about modern art taught by a lecturer who works at the Chosun Daily, in charge of Culture section of the newspaper. She also has a certificate from the Christies) I loved Miro and Chagall’s paintings. Miro’s ‘metamorphosis’ and Chagall’s ‘Vitelosk, Village Scene’ were my favorites. Metamorphosis immediately led me to think of the novel which has the same name, written by Kafka. Chagall’s was cartoonish and kitsch – although very different from the usual term ‘kitsch’ used to describe piece of rather.. vulgarity – but very detailed and imaginative. He even used dotted lines to depict a subject. Then I ran into Toulouse-lautec’s painting, ’Englishman at Moulin Rouge,’ another piece I remember from seeing it from an art history book. My legs were soring a little but the pain went away quickly. On the first floor, there was a photography exhibition called ‘Body and Language.’ Along with the portraits of Andy Warhol, Keith Haring and Michael Jackson, were diverse pictures that portray different parts of body, some with shopping bags on and some stuffed into a garbage bin with two legs sticking out. Very fun haha :)


I headed to Museum Quartier, where many musuems are situated together, to go to the Leopold Museum. I first saw another photography exhibition at Kunsthalle Wien. This one was also a good one! If one is interested in taking pictures, he/she will definitely like this one. Barbara Klemm who participated in the exhibition brought a phrase from Cartier Bresson’s The Decisive Moment that a good photograph consists of three things:psychological feeling, decisive moment and the right camera position. (Heather nodds and quickly writes this down..lol) I sat down on a stool and flipped through a book on portraits. I encountered a portrait of John Lennon and Yoko Ono lying on the floor. Yoko with her eyes gazing somewhere distant, her hair fully stretched out while John’s naked body tightly pushed against his wife’s body. It overwhelmed me. Another photo that grabbed my attention was Taishi Hirokawa’s. Underneath his pieces, next to the title and his name was “Inn owner, 1986, costume: Comme de Garcon” I will find more info about this later. The actual exhibition deserved much attention too, many of them with detailed explanations of the artist and his/her quotes.


Leopold Museum was my last destination as I was getting quite tired, (as i’m writing this, feeling same thing lol) It had
the largest collection of Egon Schiele’s pieces. Before going in, I could not resist myself and finally bought a pack of coasters with his paintings on them and a small souvenir pin/brooch. Each cost 4 and 1 euro – not bad, huh? ;) I never knew Schiele died at such a young age (28) so I could imagine how many Schiele fans were deeply shocked and sad at the same time. After an hour of Schiele, Klimt and Kokoschka, I met with Jenn and Ale came home with 49 tram. It was such a well-spent night in Vienna.
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