Anyway, I went to LACMA for a class trip of mine; we're supposed to look at art and stuff.
I would say something like "I was fucking awesome!" But I love art and art history and museums so there's no real point in me saying that tbh since it's a true part of reality.
Although I didn't get to explore as much as I would have wanted, it was still pretty great. I focused mainly on the modern and contemporary art that's housed there.
While most of the stuff we saw was modern, we actually focused on that period between regular Impressionism to right before Pop Art. We started off with Matisse and the Abstract Expressionism, we did some German Expressionism, looked at some Art Nouveau (not much Art Deco, strangely enough).
I saw some of the Bauhaus furniture (you know, that European style of building shit that the Nazis shut down).
(I really wanted to sit on the chair, tbh. But I did not! Yay for self control!).
And then we cane across this:
This painting is, quite honestly, one of my personal favorites. The irony employed in its construction and message are so fucking literary plus it's actual application of fucking hilarious.
It always makes people be like "¿que?" once they get and it's explained to them.
It's part of the Surrealism movement; the French on the painting translates to "This is Not a Pipe" which basically refers to the painting itself.
Yeah, it's a pipe, but it's actually not a pipe. The image of a pipe is not a pipe. You cannot smoke it or touch it or really do anything with a mere image. Therefore, the painting is not a pipe, merely a depiction of one.
I know it's dumb, but I love it. 😍🙌🏼
So I had a blast at the museum; I didn't get to stay as long as I would've have wanted, but it was great, I enjoyed the art and I got to take mirror selfies with some old, rich, dead, white person's mirror. #NotSorry #CuteAf
I hope y'all can go out and enjoy art too. :)
PS: No flash was used in taking these pictures, thank-you-very-much.