Saturday, March 22, 2003

Well I am officially and American Teen Music Scene Deviant. I have found another band to add to my list of "Weird Music That I like".

And you guys thought I would stop at Åëåýèåñïé Eleftheri ? No way. The newbie is a band called Bering Strait. They're a group of 5 Russian kids who were classically trained and then came to America. They are "country" but seem a little more rock and folk than just country. I'm not great at classification. I take a bunch of generalities and mush them together for the right colour. Like using blue and yellow for green instead of just grabbing the green paint. But who likes the easy way out?



posted by Sonja at 10:46 PM

Friday, March 21, 2003

CONGRATULATIONS

ROBERTO
MARIDELLE
LINDA
LISA
JUSTIN
KYLE

And maybe others too. But these are what I heard so far.
posted by Sonja at 12:24 AM

Thursday, March 20, 2003

My house needs to review it's servingware supplies. We're a little out of whack. Here's what I've counted so far:

22 Long forks
8 Short Forks
15 China teacups
22 China Bowls
5 Steak Knives
12 Butterknives
8 Sharp but not steak knives

Out. Of. Whack.



posted by Sonja at 8:55 PM

Monday, March 17, 2003

The Norton Simon was a little dissapointing, but nonetheless very cool. I only had three problems with the museam really I guess:
1. The Building
2. The Selection
3. The Tour

Yeah, that's all. Firstly, the building was in the weirdest layout ever. I couldn't tell where I was half the time. Now I'm no poster child for orienteering or anything but I'm usually pretty proficient at getting myself around museams. The paintings were very spaced out and oddly organized and there was a lot of wasted space. The place just had a bad flow. Actually a lot of the stands the sculptures were on blended into the bland wall tones and rather crept up on you suddenly. It got a bit nervous avoiding them.

Secondly, although they had Monet and Van Gogh and Rembrant, they did not have Gauguin, or Dali. Actually I think there was one Gauguin. One. A lot of the lesser know but still famous painters were unaccounted for.

Thirdly, our tour skipped over quite a few paintings and missed the whole italian section! I loved the Italian paintings once we got over there, but I just cannot comprehend how the heck the tour was decided upon. Does it change? Is it whatever she's in the mood for?

All-in-all though, I saw a great many things I really liked. I discovered that abstract really does make some sense and isn't just pointless looking. I found a few new artists to look up. The first Van Gogh I could appreciate. A sculpture I really liked of a ballerina. There was an amazing chess set. I am amazed by some of the wonderful detail in the little eastern sculptures. One of the best parts (besides some paintings I just wanted to step into) was going from person to person, seeing my friends actually look at art. It's so interesting to see us grow up. Mostly I liked walking around with the two people who seemed to connect to the art most. Each in their own way, quite intriguing. RJ lamented the absence of particulars and presence of french, while Ben reminiced his travels and admired still lifes. Justin and I saw steak and french freedom fries in the x-rays of one painting, and Bob was jealous of my magnetic personality skills. Not all modern art is bad, but quite a lot of bad art is Modern.

Later there was nothing but an unresponsive french classe and a long swim practice. My legs still hurt after whistle kicks, however I got to commune in the slower lanes and take it easy so I shan't complain. Hurrah for overcrowding! Todays main lamentation? My mother was half an hour late picking me up from practice because she was watching the speech. Gracious, I was freezing. But I guess such are the times and such is my mother.
Happy Paddy's Day. And you know you were all jealous of my awesome headband. I'm off to look up Peter Klee.
posted by Sonja at 9:05 PM