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Today after school (yay Friday!) I went to the Ishikawa Prefectural Museum. It was only a short bus ride from the RIFARE building, and they were having a special fine arts exhibit that several of my friends said was amazing. And it was well worth the ~$10 ticket. Only downside to going? It was pouring (oh the rainy season is upon us...) and I had to walk a little bit two and from the bus stop and got wet even though I had an umbrella. I guess that was my Friday the 13th bad luck. If that was it I'm not complaining.

The museum was on the top of a hill, right next to Kenrokuen Garden. There's a lot of museums centered around the garden, including the very well known 21st Century Contemporary Art Museum which I'm planning to go to tomorrow (it's the free admissions to the special exhibitions day for people who live in Kanazawa so I want to see if I can convince them that I do indeed live here...). They have a James Turrell skyspace installation which I'm THRILLED about.

The museum.


The exhibit is only running through Sunday so I really wanted to take my chance and see it while I could.

The exhibit was truly amazing. It was three or four galleries of massive (and I mean MASSIVE--wall-dominating) pieces that ranged from the abstract, to portraits, to still life, to landscapes. There was also a sculpture room. And they were all beautiful.
When I walked into one gallery, several other people and the room-monitor person started giggling and it was because I was wearing essentially the same socks (knee-high argyle socks) as the girl in one of the paintings. I really wanted to take a picture, but they weren't allowed. And then the monitor-lady and her friend called me cute. I only hear that from girls...it's so bizarre. According to them, 19 is the best time of one's life. And I have a small face, which is apparently a good thing...?

I bought postcards (really nice, glossy postcards) of my five favorite pieces. I'm not going to send them (sorry April and co.); I'll probably stick them up on my dorm wall in the fall. Here they are, in no particular order:






The second one is a painting that can really only be appreciated if you see it in person. It's hard to see on the postcard/ from the photo, but the squiggles in the background are actually images themselves. There's a tree, and a line of majestic people, and at the top middle there's a horse and carriage. It was so interesting to stand there and see what I could pick out. There were others I loved as well, but I limited my postcard purchases to just five.

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  1. Glad you liked the exhibit!! I also limited myself to 5 of the postcards, but we liked almost completely different ones!! Except for the octopus. Nobody can not like the octopus.

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