We rode our bicycles to visit a gallery yesterday afternoon. The gallery was small and exhibition included photos of construction sites. The artist was there himself and seemed to be pleased to have over-seas visitors to see his works. He had been to Finland and in his portfolio were photos taken in Helsinki. I liked his work.
We found the gallery on The Non Profit Gallery list.
Vimme wasn't that keen on looking the exhibition. We took him out to a park afterwards to let the steam out.
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2 comments:
Vimme seems to have seen something in the gallery visit that his parents might have missed: construction sites are an unexpected quarter of existence to exhibit any meaning to our selves, and better to be in a park which has purpose in reality.
That might have been the case. Kids and pets seem always to be more clever than what we think they are. And more sensitive too.
Though my guess is that he was just plain bored with "don't touch", "don't run" and strange people saying hello to him. He is shy and full off energy.
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