art, thai food and bbc bonnet dramas
I went to the NSW Gallery over the weekend and managed to see the Archibald and Art-Express exhibitions for the first time, I’ve been lazy what can I say? The Archibald was good, I think the winner was well chosen, but my fav will probably the public’s fav is the portrait of the kid from Australia whose name totally escapes me. Very nice portrait, almost like a photo, great depth of focus.
Art-Express just made me feel slightly inadequate of my own artistic abilities, although comforting it was to see that fantastic works were also joined by works so prententious only a 17 year old could come up with it and think it’s oh so meaningful. The saddening thing is although I admit to being prejudiced about private school kids, they clearly had the resources for a greater wealth and quality of materials. But the beauty of art is that with only a pencil and paper you can create something so absolutely fantastic, and the best works did just that.
I’m in love with the Deep Fried Morning Glory Salad from Saap Thai, I had it twice in 3 days. The first time was soooooooo fantastic, the batter was ligh, crunchy and really fresh. The mixture of pork mince, fried shallot/garlic, vinegar and fish sauce as the topping was just intoxicating. It was such a dissappointment when I had it the 2nd time after my visit to the art gallery. The batter was heavy, stale and rock hard…UGH!!!! I still don’t know what morning glory is, I know fried stuff is bad for me, but I’m still kind of craving it. Methinks I might have to go again at lunch sometime, just me, some rice, a thai milk tea and the salad.
So my mum didn’t appreciate Saap Thai as much as I do but anyhoo, speaking of mum, in the past few months, ever since I figured how to hardcode Chinese subtitles onto videos, fast and painlessly (and also where to find such subs), I’ve been feeding mum all my old films. The brilliant thing is that I also found subs for BBC Bonnet Dramas, which is so excellent, cause now I’m bonding with mum (and dad – dad is a closet soapie addict) over Pride & Predjudice, North & South and over this weekend, Cranford.
Watching Cranford just makes me ACHE to become a bbc TV director, I mean working with Judi Dench (be my grandma, please?) and Philip Glenister making 5 episodes of witty social repartee…heaven. And bbc does it best folks, the production values, the comedy, the angst and all the sadness…Just brilliant. We watched Persuasion which was an itv production and it just wasn’t the same, even my dear Rupert Penry Jones couldn’t save the wannabe indie camera angles.
I mean how can anyone not love it? I hated studying North & South for the HSC, if only they made the series earlier I would have known what actually happened in the 2nd half of the novel and discovered Richard Armitage a lot earlier.
art, culture, food, television
