Meat and art // South America Photo Diary // Day 2

Buenos Aires, ARGENTINA

Lunch at Las Cabras. You know why the doorway is painted red? Because this is the gateway to vegetarian hell. Thankfully for me, I'm a proud, super hungry carnivore and this place was like as close to meat heaven as you could possibly get.

We had the parilla completa which is almost a whole dead cow, intestines and all. It was the most delicious dead cow I have ever had. Argentinian beef really is something.

Blood sausage.

Malba museum is the next stop. It's a beautiful modern building housing some incredible contemporary art, mostly by Argentinian artists. 

There's a real emphasis on material and how certain types can be utilised in creative and unexpected ways. 

On the second level, there was also a temporary exhibition showcasing Leon Ferarri's confronting and highly conceptual work. His work involves the appropriation of religious images alongside images depicting sex and war. There was a really interesting piece that showed an image of the Pope raising his hand superimposed on an artwork depicting violence and war.

I really wished I had more time to visit the numerous art and design museums scattered all over the city. As a design student, I'm putting Buenos Aires on my list of 'Possible places to live and work in' which makes sense since UNESCO has recently declared Buenos Aires as a City of Design.

South America Photo Diary:

Day One - Santiago/Buenos Aires

Day Two - Buenos Aires

Day Three - Buenos Aires >> Salta
Day Four - Salta >> Quebrada de las Conchas >> Cafayate

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Vivid

Excuses, excuses

No blogging for more than a month. Apologies. The evil university fiend has struck once again wielding assessment after assessment.

This is photographic proof that I've actually been doing work these past few weeks and haven't been lazy (not that much, anyway). Interior and spatial design is a surprisingly challenging degree. Drawings, model making and mapping are incredibly time consuming tasks. On top of this, I basically suck at any practical work. But no worries, I'll learn somehow.

In other news...I can't express into words how perfect The Hunger Games movie was. I saw it at a midnight screening and it was such an experience. Jennifer Lawrence is perfect as Katniss, I'm so in love with her. Josh Hutcherson is the best looking baker I've seen. Whats-his-face is bleh as Gale, probably because I'm Team Peeta anyway (yes, I'm going there). 

Time to re-read the books!

Hopefully I can get more 200 movies and 50 books posts up. I haven't read much except for uni readings and I've been indulging in TV shows instead of movies. 

Art-wise, I recently saw the Picasso exhibition which I went to on the very last day, on the very last hour of the exhibition. Yes, I'm one of those people who do things in the last minute just for the adrenaline rush.

The exhibition really exposed how very little I know about Picasso's work. I didn't even what on earth Cubism was until that day. Shame. 

Out of all the works, La Celestina emerged as my favourite. Purely for its eerie feel and how it's kind of Diane Arbus with a touch of evil gypsy woman from Sam Raimi's Drag Me To Hell. 

Outpost Street Art Exhibition // Part 2

  Part two.  

  Part one here.  

  ...As the storm brews from the west  

  and the winds blow dust   

  into our poor little eyes  

  we take refuge inside.  

  There we find a man  

  hanging from the ceiling,  

  Mother Monster plastered  

  on a heavily graffitied wall,  

  and most would miss a tiny  

  drawing of a man waving.  

  Burst of colours would  

  jarringly meld with the  

  browns, the rusts, the siennas  

  of the industrial space,  

  including a dazzle of  

  pink from Pola's now  

  famous tights.  

  After all the pretty, ugly  

  things are seen.  

  We head back to the most  

  beautiful harbour in the planet.  

  Where we fill our bellies  
  with pies with faces on them.  




  Have a great week.  
  Love, Jesue  

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Outpost Street Art Exhibition // Part 1

  My friend Pola and I  

  hopped on a ferry to   

  Cockatoo Island.  

  It was sunny at first.  

  But the dark grey clouds  

  loomed above us.  

  We saw street art in  

  abandoned factory buildings.  

  There was a house with skulls,  

  robots made from bits of rubbish,  

  wrecked Holden Commodores,  

  an entire room splashed with colour  

  and t-shirts that glowed.  

  There was mixed media  

  and graffiti art inside  

  a creepy, dark tunnel.  

  But once outside,  

  the clouds got darker and greyer...  

  To be continued.  

  Part two here.  

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