modern art

Modern art is something I do not seem to understand. Now I am not an artsy person but my oh-so-humble-opinion is that modern art is not arty at all. Now usual(kawaida) stuff is apparently art.A good example is this chap called Martin Creed he won the turner prize (big thing in England) for,wait for this.. switching lights on and off. I am not trying to pull your leg here.He had this room where the light switched on and off periodically. Heck we should all be awarded awards then for switching our lights off and on. As in what happened to just drawing stuff we do not understand?

You see with modern art,there is no need for you to be a genius,oh no,look at every day stuff n just talk to Tate modern and convince them(I do not think u have to do a lot of convincing at all,how hard was it for martin to convince them that switching lights off and on is art?)think about it, we cud just get this fella to sit in some big glass cage and ask him to laugh periodically,then probably after the laugh scratch his head or something. But the fella has to have a really infectious laugh,u know the ones that would make people just join in even though they have no idea what he is laughing about.

Another example of modern art is this big crack that was on the floor of Tate modern that was big news. People talked about it,wondered how it got there,also wondered what was the significance of it. Yes am sure they paid some obscene amount of money for a crack on the floor. I lack words really.And people who reviewed the “piece of art”and boarded trains n buses to go and see the crack. I can just imagine their discussions…”oh what a wonderful idea”, ..”a crack on the floor,who would have thought of that”.

Then there is this other genius idea where we had a man wear a bear suit n walk around in an art gallery. You can read the story HERE . And right now Tate has some people sprinting around the gallery.

and yet again its Mr Martin Creed. By the way as you read the articles you will notice people say that they get happy when they see this type of art. Am I the only one who thinks that we are just being taken for a ride.If u want to watch people sprinting since it makes u happy,why not switch on telly and just look for some sport channel,they are bound to have lots of sprinting.

So forget all those hours being spent behind the desk,there is a new way to earn awards and money,take everyday usual stuff n just call it art. So Mona Lisa can take a back sit,modern art rules.Everyday regular guys can now be called artists,woo hoo!

On other matters, I love British summer.We all know its never really much of summer as it is an extension of spring with even more rain but we still get surprised when it rains.I just thinking we should not call it summer,it just raises unnecessary expectations.

Mushy rant

I am having one of those days that I wish I was single n answerable to only me. I have a nice fella who adores the ground I walk on and am happy with him(most of the tym). Thing is sometimes I think me and him are as different as day and night. He is the sentimental type,am not. He thinks we shud see each other every tym n personally I think 2days heck even 4days apart wud be gud.

At the moment am all peeved with him because he happened to have called me like 10 times today.And no I do not mean from 5.00 am to 11.00 pm,it was from 11.00 am to around 8pm ad spoken to the fella 10tyms. Somebosy say NAGGING. Oh n by the way,6 of those phone calls he made when I was in the lib.I have an exam coming tomorrow n he wants to make it about him.And every tym he called,he wud say “thot u needed a break” and all the tyms I did mention that I did not.I dont know,I have just about had it with him.

I have tried telling him nicely as I cud,there is no need for constant nagging calling but he thinks am being insensitive.And this happens every day.If am at work,he will make a fuss if by 11am av not called him,and if I do call n afternoon drags without me calling by around 4pm,its another long discussion of why arent you calling me. I have told him he has control issues but this is turning into an obsession.We have gone out for a gud two years n recently he started mentioning bout marriage.he is a nice guy apart from his nagging habit,but am not sure am ready to go on with this on a permanent basis.Am I being paranoid?Oh well, time will tel

First Kiss

Everytime I remember my first kiss,a shiver runs down my spine.Now I wish that shiver was because of the toe tingling experience I experienced but it aint.It was one of the I-never-want-to-remember things that I have gone thru.Kwanza I had saved myself mpaka after high school to receive it and it was major disappointment.

My boyfriend then had sworn of his experience in the matter so I knew I was in capable mouth hands. It was a sloppy teeth shattering experience. It was on a weekend n he had come visiting and there was no one at home. In my mind,the kiss was meant to shake me to the core n time was meant to stop or something,well it did but for entirely the wrong reasons. My ‘experienced boyfriend’ could hadly wait n neither cud I.

The teeth fellowship started, u see we kind of dove in n our lips did not meet,oh noo,it was the teeth. Apologies were mattered,next thing I remember he had shoved his tongue down my throat. I was now fighting not to gag n cud not get any air thru. He realised I had no idea what to do with his tongue n thus concentrated on my lips.A bit of sloppy moving of lips over one another.At some point I remember I did pretend I needed some air just so that I cud wipe the saliva off my face. By this time I did think I had the hang of it all n was blaming no one but myself for the shoddy start.

After erm very discreetly wiping off my face.we continued n second round I had decided that I was a tad bit experienced now so decided to share my tongue with my casanova. he he bad mistake. Fella sucked my tongue like his tongue depended on it. But I was soo inexperienced n sooo wanted to experience my 1st kiss since I was the only one who had not been kissed among my friends.Anyway me n my first love are gud friends n we do laugh at the kiss. But it did put me off kisses for like a year.

I wonder how everyone else found their 1st kiss.

When did life become such a chore

Watching telly of late has become such a tiresome exercise I have been tempted to do away with it sometimes(until the next episode of Grey’s anatomy shows n all those thots are forgotten).

Everyday of british telly will mention any of the following in no particular order:

1. Importance of healthy diet

We have the 5-a-day(5 portions of fruit and veg) already that we are trying to follow which by the way is pretty hard to follow and even harder to calculate the portions since the common man’s perception of portion is quite distorted as they wud like us to beleive. Anyway I digress

so was saying we have chefs and health fanatics trying to convince us to eat healthily.Dont even get me started on the organic craze n free range stuff(which is quite expensive). We know the importance of healthy diets n all n we do try to include brocolli(urgh) n carrots in our diets once in a while but really its becoming waaay to much.

2. Going green

This is the mantra the western media is really chanting at the moment. Recycle ur garbage, don’t use ur usual air freshener, buy clothes from charity shops,dont drive, cycle to work or use the overcrowded trains n buses or better yet walk. Heck everyday am feeling guilty for just doing normal stuff.

Oh and the recycling.I wish it was easy,I know the germans have a better system than the british. In england there is paper u can throw in the recycle bin n some that you cannot.

3.Global warming

This one mostly goes hand in hand with point 2 above. Yes we all agree global warming is a problem and we need to do something to stop the rate at which the temperatures are changing. Trust me though when it has been a mild winter or we have had a warm winter day[there is a silent Thank God for global warming that we all mutter under our breaths) but when its raining and flooding in summer like it did last year, heck that week there is increased vigilance to recycle our old newspaper n tins.

All the above is important but no need shoving it down our throats all the time, we have enough we are worried about even more now that there is gloabl credit crunch

A.O.B

All liverpool fans poleni,that was the most painful goal I had to watch.

Remembering a friend

I had a friend once who we got on very well. We met in the ,most interesting of ways(he asked me for my mock exam papers .I was so full of myself I thought that I was doing him a favour sharing my papers with him since I was in a Nyeri school and I knew that mock papers from Nyeri were well appreciated. Anyway we went on to be very gud friends and when everyone else had joined university,we did not since we wanted to do something different than what we had been invited to do in university.

He wanted to be a doctor.And I know he wud have made a gud one(he later changed his mind to something else).We loved almost the same music(Celine Dion) and all he had to do was sing me one of her songs and if I did not like it before wud definately change my mind. Soldier-Destiny’s was a song I loved because he soo loved it,lol.

Anyway I have been thinking of him lately and a lot.We did not exactly fall out in the best of ways n I hurt him badly.If I could,I would ask for his forgiveness but pride and the thot that he may not want to hear from me stop me(am also not sure of how to get hold of him).Knowing also that he did mention that one day ad miss him does not make matters easy. If I could, I would have done so many things differently but no need to cry over spilt milk.

Anyway for some reason I have a feeling he wud have loved listening to Josh Groban with me n will share one of his songs with who ever may be reading this.

and this is a song he so loved and he made me love equally. I miss you and I hope wherever u are all is fine and you are happy.

Tamia-still