Though I don’t do it enough, I love travelling. Walking from one place to another, ducking under trees, listening to walls, hiking steep hills, and gawking at great sights—that’s when I feel most at peace. Exploring, that’s where I feel like I belong.
As far as I knew, sassiness wasn’t Oakland’s specialty. And so I had to be there to see it for myself. If someone had told me that there’s a car in Oakland that’s beaded to the brim, I’d have said—no way.
It’s weird how sometimes people never know where and how to draw the line. Although in this case, it looked to me as if the architect of the De Young Museum in San Francisco did a wonderful job of putting their toes out of the lines.
There are many artists who you’d call prolific. However, only a few of the many end up showcasing their innovative creations. So many talented artists never make it to the big walls of national museums. Regardless, seeing those who do, and who do it in unique ways, makes you realise that art is an undefinable, endless stream of consciousness. There’s no one right way to art, and those who say otherwise haven’t experienced true art.
Nam June Paik, a Korean-American artist is an innovator. The pioneer of video art, he also created what seems like scrawls but are deep-meaning works. Like this one. It’s a showpiece in the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art. It’s my shadow that reflects on the art, right on top of the heart. Though sloppy in terms of photography, I like how unintentional, yet meaningful it is that I hover over the heart that pumps, that’s complete and full of love.
You should also take a look at the original artwork on the SFMOMA website.
It was a bright and clear day. Great outdoors, but I had a lot of reading to do and some work to catch up on. Just the idea of staying tied to my computer when I could free myself and chase the air, made me sulk. I wished I was asleep instead.
As I sat on the bed unmotivated even by the brilliant book in front of me, I decided to grab some coffee. And thus began my awakening. After a quick search for the perfect restaurant for lunch, I started gulping down my liquid wake up call and finished my work. A day’s work done in a few hours.
Delatorre’s was perfect for authentic Italian food. Would recommend it, in case you’re ever in Pleasanton, California.
The Chaos Within 