Friday night, Groover and I went back to the Art Gallery for the Opening of the Penny Guggenheim Exhibition.
This is from her collection in Venice.
Ahhhh Venice – so romantic, so beautiful.
I went twice to this collection in Venice when we were there in 2005 – and we were only there for a day – so I was looking forward to seeing how it travelled.
What a delight to see our good friend acting as Peggy Guggenheim – although she shaved her legs and apparently Peggy didn’t… maybe people didn’t in the 30s so – we’ll overlook it – you might remember her from Theatresports earlier in the year.
It is a stunning collection of modern art – all the big names – extraordinary to see the work which still looks modern even though some of it is nearly 100 years old.
A Jackson Pollock which is figurative! Who knew? (probably all of you)
Go and see it – it is on until the end of January and is only coming to Perth… hey that’s closer than Venice.
That’s the advantage of having a Gallery Director who was born in Venice and is married to a former intern of the Peggy Guggenheim collection.
(Oh that Italian accent! Mamma mia!!)
Afterwards, with 15 minutes to wait until the train we sat and talked in the organic garden just outside the gallery.
Unfortunately we got so into playing with the slow synchro mode on my camera that we missed our train.
So we decided to wait the next HALF AN HOUR in the station.
So that was Friday night.
On the way home the security guards found two passengers next to us without tickets.
They took their names and addresses but before they had time to check (over the phone to who knows?) the girl had walked off – hey this is my station… see ya!
They had no power to stop her and who knows if she gave her real name – although she was warned that it is an offence to give a false one.
Seems a rather inefficient system to me but what do you do?
You would have seen us swilling Sav blanc… or was it Voigner… whatever – it was wet, white and in a glass and it went down easily with the best of the Western Suburbs at this year’s Opening Night party for Art in Bloom at the Art Gallery of Western Australia.
It’s a great event.
Top wine, great clothes, fabulous company dahling oh… and of course the exhibition itself which is spectacular.
For the unitiated, Art in Bloom is where florists and artists from Perth are invited to create a floral display to complement an artwork from the Art Gallery of Western Australia.
The event happens every two years and is a big fundraiser for the gallery.
And it is beautiful.
I love seeing the different interpretations… it makes you see the art in new ways.
And some of the floral tributes are incredible.
Of course it is rare for a museum to allow things like plant matter into its hallowed halls.
There might be bugs crawling in them there roses… but somehow the exhibition has run ten times without damage to irreplaceable artwork.
Of course quite a bit of wine was consumed and I confess I didn’t spend a lot of time appreciating the art.
This is a friend of mine from work who did a fantastic piece – incredibly complicated and impressive I thought – he said he had had to compromise but I couldn’t see where. (btw he is not pictured in front of his work)
Then there were those pieces that encouraged audience participation…
Goodness knows why he is looking so serious… I’m not sure how critical the placement of the carnation was…
At 9.30pm on the dot the lights came on and we were all encouraged to leave but luckily the head of the organising committee is a dear friend and invited us (or did we invite ourselves… it’s a little hazy) to the after party where I had a lovely conversation with the wife of the head curator.
She was charming.
Afterwards, teetering on my high heels, we weaved our way through the underground bowels of the art gallery and found ourselves in the carpark.
He kindly invited me to the opening of Artsource Open House and I was delighted to meet a fellow blogger.
We’ve been crossing paths this past year as both our jobs involve some travel to regional WA, I believe one time we might have even been in the same airport at the same time, so it was nice to finally meet face to face.