Musée et Amusé

Yes, the potential for wordplayFrench is enormous. I'm thinking of writing a poem with "saint" and "sans" which sound nearly the same.

Saturday, the Brit and I arranged a group to go to the Contemporary Art Museum. We had a number of Japanese and Taiwanese girls go with us. It was great in an intercultural way talking to them (an opportunity less common in Oklahoma...). The museum itself was one large exhibition by a single artist (Ben someone...). In French and English, a lot of the art was meta-art (art mocking/examining/critiquing itself), and a lot of it appropriated other genres. For example, some of it used the genre of confessional art (e.g. Sylvia Plath) but in a wry way... so the artist painted "I am conceited. I want others to like my art. I want to use my art to get girls" etc. on boards, but it seemed to point to the meaninglessness of art since it was so sarcastic. He also had some funny performance-art that he had done, as in one picture of him sitting outside a traditional fine arts gallery with a sign that said "free painting signings." He would sign his own name over whatever art (not his) you bought in the gallery, for a fee. In general, it was dadaistic and fairly trite, but some of it was funny (e.g. another sign which said "You paid to see this gallery even though you could have created all this yourself").

Afterwards, we ate at the cafe there and went to the zoo nearby at the Parc Tete D'or (see previous blogs). Overall, a pleasant and worthwhile outing.

Since then, I've been watching "le fut" World Cup. Highlites: America tied England, and Germany won their game 4-0.

Going to Switzerland Thursday with the Hendrixes and their young friends the Williams (Lipscomb folk).