Mon 01.09.2006 @ 3:21 am

What is it about looking at paintings in a museum that makes people give you the glare of death if your voice is any higher than a whisper?

I went today and the looks I got from people when I translated the descriptions to my aunt were outright threatening. I mean wtf is gonna happen is someone dares to speak in a normal voice? It's a museum! It's a building full of paintings and somehow I doubt they'll get offended if we talk about them. Isn't that what we all go to museums for? To look and discuss?

And besides all those people looked like they were in pain looking at painting after painting in room after room.

Whenever I go I to a museum I always end up before or after a couple. You know, when they look at a painting and your one behind them. You respectfully wait till they are finished and pretend to look extra hard at whatever it is you're in front of to not seem like your hurrying them along. Anway these museum couples, all the ones I have had the pleasure of being with never talk to one another. They both walk around with their hands clasped behind their back as if they were in grade school. What's with that?

Those are generally the people who look over their shoulder at my conversations with their little glares and move one with a face that all but screams, "some people can't appreciate art..."

What's there in silence that's gonna make me like art more? I either like it or I don't, and if I like something I like to discuss it, see how people feel about, how I feel about it and how in general different conclusions come up about each piece. I'm not screaming my ideas out, or barging in on other people to ask them.

Arty fartsys need to get that stick out of their ass before their head's explode.

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