Just got home (ah I said home..aww) and the rain has started and its apparently set in for the rest of the week so I wont be wearing my suede sneakers out for a few days (stupid, stupid choice!)
What a day .. after a spinach omelette (thought I should increase my food choices beyond cheese and bread) headed to Galerie Thaddaeus Ropac what an amazing space.. Georg Baselitz what can I say?.. what can I say?…..its that obsessive artist repeating upside-down figures..my favourites were when geometric shapes were incorporated (of course) favourite is a bit of a stretch but its a bloody amazing space and showcased the artists hefty obsessions well .
The Pompidou was next Id been waiting to see Trickys work and it didn't disappoint.. the huge wall based work become activated through your phone and words and elements came alive..I had never seen that kind of platform work so well.. super inspiring and really innovative...it actually made me really proud that a Tassie artist that has worked so hard has now received recognition! So good.
Its 6pm and dark come on dude next door stop hammering!..maybe I can hammer back and we can make some horrendous score.
Where did the day go… galleries zap your time ,energy and emotions..Im pretty shattered. Still haven’t had that day off..maybe tomorrow?
There are so many Aussie Shepherds here ..they all walk unleashed strolling by there owner and as I see them coming I mentally plead with them to come say hello..but they’re french and possibly don’t understand my Australian telepathy skills.
Got some supplies today from Leroy Merlin what a fucking amazing name for a hardware store… Id like to work here at the studio tomorrow but Ill see how sound proof my earphones are..Its so noisy the workmen below started at 7 and there was a huge fight..Merde..blah blah Merde so i knew someone wasn’t happy.. after 20 minutes I recorded it so hopefully Oriane can tell me what the fuck the problem was..cause then at least theres a justification..I hope he hadn’t just forgotten his lunch…
Ended up have a Guinness at the Scottish Pub around the corner I had kind of avoided it trying to do the whole French thing ..So fucking confusing what language to talk in and then the manager comes down and says something about a playground totally confused then do you say Merci or Thanks?? are you suppose to speak in English or French?? its actually easier going to a French place because you know what your suppose to do.. plus I get to practise my horrific language “skills” ..Guinness was good though.