Except for chicken in a form of cooked food, I never imagined that I would be able to feature a chicken in this blog on a different form.
Welcome then to a giant blue cock sculpture by artist Katharina Fritsch entitled Hahn/Cock. I happen to have found this completely cobalt blue of an art piece on the rooftop terrace of the east building of National Gallery of Art in Washington D.C.
I honestly don’t know the significance, the logic and the wisdom for this piece of art. But if its point is to simply let its onlookers to marvel and take photos of it so that it can be posted by every viewer’s personal Instagram account, then the artist I suppose has been very successful on its intention.
Hahn/Cock the artwork truly is something… some say it is something feminist in nature while others say that it is a symbol of strength and awakening. For me, it is simply one giant blue cock that is kinky in context and biological in perspective.
If you are a tourist in Mexico City, a visit to a museum seem inevitable. Reason behind this is because this city has the most number of museums in the world.
For an initial Mexico City museum salvo, let me then feature not just any type of a museum. Let me introduce to you the Museo Nacional de Antropologia or the National Museum of Antropology. Reason why it is so special is because it is the most visited and the biggest museum in Mexico. It’s a staggering 8 hectares all in all!
After walking through the humongous and vast entrance area of the museum, the first this that any visitor of this museum would notice would be this…
The museum since it’s so big is divided into 22 different section halls. I started with section 1 of course, the Introduction to Anthropology and planned to finish all sections in one visit. But after an hour and a half of marveling at various features (I reached half of section 4), I started to feel some sensory overload. I started to feel so overwhelmed that I can’t seem to take in so much anthropological stimulus and information anymore.
Since I have seen so much, I started to slow down. And instead of trying to see everything, I tried to just really focus on few specific things. I then decided to head straight to the section where there are most number of people. That is at the Mexica section or the hall number 6.
I was not surprised anymore that this seem to be the section where there are lots of people. It is because this is the hall that houses the most emblematic exhibit of the museum, the Piedra Del Sol or the Sun Stone. This is so special, that I think I will write separately on how I felt seeing this Aztec sculpture.
Other exhibits that caught my attention were…
I highly recommend this place to those who are interested on human societies that thrived, lived and existed in Mexico or simply being a tourist in Mexico City. The National Museum of Anthropology is located within the Chapultepec Park in Mexico City. And lucky me, it was free entrance for everyone on the day I visited! With the grandiosity of this museum, I was all but willing to pay the seventy Mexican pesos entrance fee!
Only now that I realized that in the past 7 times that I have travelled to Japan, only few times did I went to a public art museum. Reason maybe is because Japan in itself is one whole country of a public museum. Everything you see, touch and feel seem worthy of being preserved, collected and exhibited.
When I go to a foreign country, I often set aside a day to visit either an art, cultural or historical museum. I call it my “cultural day”. A day when my soul is fed with art, history and culture. But being in Japan, everyday seem to be a “cultural day”.
Though it is my 8th journey to Japan, this visit is still something different. It is because I got to go and check on an actual museum. And what is so unique about it is that I myself seem to be part of the museum’s exhibit.
While my nieces and nephews settled to go to Osaka’s Universal Studios, accompanied by one of my nieces, I, my sisters and Nengkoy went to Osaka Museum of Housing & Living.
The whole museum is a replica of an old Japanese town, specifically during Japan’s Edo period. The cool thing about this museum is you got to rent and wear clothes of people during that era. Thus, visitors donned in kimonos and yukatas can interactively feel how it really was 200 years ago in Osaka.
Adding up the modern Japanese technology, the lighting and sound simulations of the whole museum would shift, in which visitors would get to witness how it is to be during early morning dawn, daytime and nighttime period of the Edo era. The awesome feeling was like stepping into the good olden days of Osaka!
With the rich and complex history and events that took place that resulted to a worldwide belief, culture and conviction, Israel in itself can be revered as a living or breathing museum. Every street corner seem to have a history connected either to Islam, Judaism or Christianity. Every crook, bend or junction seem to have something interesting to tell.
And when I was in Israel, I thought visiting a museum seem no longer noteworthy unlike the way I would usually require myself to visit at least one museum every time I got to go to a foreign country. The feeling of being in Israel itself was like being in a museum 24/7.
But when I got a good window of a time to go to an actual museum, I was hesitant at first but nevertheless, pursued with my commonly known “cultural day”. I did visited the Tel Aviv Museum of Art.
The vibrant mix of pieces featured in Tel Aviv Art Museum are poles apart from the arts and artifacts seen in the old streets of Israel. The art pieces were not of a biblical, dogmatic or spiritual in nature. Instead, featured art were more of an intense personal expression, more of an eclectic retrospect and view and more of a strange emotional articulation. Its novelty-ness, freshness and innovation are awesomely high!
The modernism are so breath-taking I could not control myself from saying “Wow!” The visual art pieces were so cool and fresh, I want it printed on shirts and wear it! Tel Aviv Museum of Art indeed is a remarkable representation of modern Israel.
Last Tuesday night, the few pieces of artistic neurons present inside my cranial cavity were happy to have witnessed one historical event in the “Philippine art scene”. I was present during the formal turnover ceremony of artworks of Emilio Aguilar Cruz to the Philippines’ National Museum for Fine Arts. The event was coined as the biggest donation in the history for an art collection by an artist to the country’s national museum.
And from the poignant speeches I heard during the ceremony, this generous and selfless act was decided upon so that future generations of the Philippines would be able to see and appreciate contemporary yet refined works of Filipino visual art. This is aside from the fact that these valuable pieces would definitely be protected, preserved and maintained by the state.
Aside from the formal turnover of donation of EAC art pieces, the program also includes the formal inauguration of the Emilio Aguilar Cruz Hall. Also known as the Abe Wing inside the National Museum, this hall exhibits the donated paintings, sketches and water colors done by EAC.
Activating the art connoisseur in me, from among all the art pieces hanged inside the Abe Wing, the two works of art that charmed and bewitched me were:
This painting is a true representation of a Filipina beauty. Though the only color used was the varying colors of brown, the monochromatic shades – from lighting, to the clothing and to the color of the woman’s skin – were all so fascinatingly beautiful and captivating.
This watercolor is small but very engaging. The colors are so alive you would wonder whether such piece was recently been done when in fact it is already 35 years old. Onlooker would be able to appreciate it more if seen from a considerable distance (which for me is a typical EAC style).
Like any other great works of art found in the museums around the globe, EAC’s art pieces would someday, in some foreseeable future, shall become valuable tools for the next generation to better understand its past. Kudos to the family of Emilio Aguilar Cruz for such a generous donation!
Koloring buk ko kaya tanggapin kung i-doneyt ko sa nashonal myusiyum?
I am no authority on classifying what is good art and what is not. But good art for me is like porn. You just know it when you see it. It is the piece from across the room that is full of art pieces yet you’re attention gets sucked by it.
Good art is personal. It is the piece that commands gaze, shake your brain cells and delivers pleasant feelings even after days has passed. It is the piece that does not need your convincing by anyone to appreciate it.
These are exactly my thoughts during my “cultural day”, the day of my traditional visit to a museum every time I got the chance to travel out of my country. And during my stay in New York, my “cultural day” of course ensued at no less than the largest art museum of the United States, the world renowned, MET or the Metropolitan Museum of Art.
With the vast selection of superb art pieces featured in the MET, the pieces that commanded my gaze, sucked my attention and shook my brain cells were the following:
Though my New York journey has concluded weeks ago, these are the very art pieces that got stuck in my brain which emits lingering feelings of pleasantness. So I guess, these are my self-classified “good art” pieces found at the MET.
After having been at awe by the magnificence of the paintings featured in The Dimasalang Artists Collection Exhibit at the National Museum of the Philippines, it would obscenely be unfair if I would only have one post about it. Here’s my initial post about this event: Fixated with Café Scene
It has exactly been a week already, yet I could not expunge in my thought the need to write about a 1970 oil painting done by Sofronio “Sym” Mendoza entitled Morning in Binondo. I don’t know why but this painting seem to have quietly caught my attention during the night of the exhibit’s formal launch.
I would like to believe that it is the alluring streaks of color as well as the glowing pigments that has attracted me most about this 44 year-old painting. Also, I guess it is the easy-going yet serene approach in the depiction of a specific space in Manila that has caught my interest. This vibrant yet soothing tableau truly exemplifies an excellent portrayal of Philippine life and scene.
The Dimasalang Artists Collection Exhibition will run until July 27, 2015 at the Museum of Fine Arts of the National Museum of the Philippines.