But do – actually I insist – you pay a visit to a vineyard or a fruit farm when you’re in Australia. Even though I’ve been to a couple of vineyards and farms during my holiday in Sydney, I made my mom bring me to a vineyard in Tasmania just so we can take amazing photos and enjoy the scenery. While having tea at Old Craigow farm, I couldn’t help but start fantasizing about my future garden wedding! Oh and if you are looking to taste the freshest fruit juice or indulge in some wine-cheese food tasting, Australia’s vineyards and farms are the places to go.
In this post, I’m wearing a The Editor’s Market leather vest, Topshop tank top, Levi’s jeans, Hush Puppies shoes. Scarf is my mom’s.
Check back for more posts on my Tasmanian adventure! (:
Before I start on the artworks proper, I just have to rave about this. Every visitor gets an iPod Touch for a museum guide and a pair of Sennheiser headphones to hear the audio. The iPod works on a GPS system, which means it will track where you are in the museum and bring up the descriptions of the nearest artworks around you. Best museum service ever or what?
There were tons of artworks in the museum, but I’m going to show you a few that really intrigued me.
First up, “Fat Car” by Erwin Wurm. This bloated version of a Ferrari stands as a critique against over-indulgent consumerist culture in the 21st century.
The next artwork is entitled “Biggest Worm in The World” by Jan Fabre. To be honest, the first thing that came to my mind was the horror movie “The Human Centipede”, followed by Franz Kafka’s “Metamorphosis”, which tells the tragic tale of a guy who is suddenly transformed into a cockroach. Fabre’s worm is interestingly a self-portrait of himself at 88 years old – he sees his elderly self as “a soft spineless invertebrate, breathing laboriously, gargantuan but vulnerable” (from the museum guide). And the worm is actually lying atop tombstones of artists who were heavily influenced by insects. Now how about that, a human-worm with an existential crisis, and a penchant for dead artists – I don’t even know where to start.
When I came across the third exhibit that caught my attention, I began to come round to the conclusion that this museum is pretty profane in its choice of artworks. This artwork is entitled “Deluxe Suicide Service” by Meghan Boody. Pretty Avatar-meets-Chucky if you ask me.
“Painter” by Paul McCarthy. Instead of posting photos that will not do the video justice, I found a youtube link for you guys. Watch from 27:00 onwards, cos that’s what I saw in the museum. And I just stood in front of the screen in complete shock for like 5 minutes watching this painter weeping and sobbing while trying to chop his fingers off. (The screenshot of the video says it all).
“Horse’s Tale” by Julie Rrap.
Probably one of my favourite photographs in the museum. It’s called “Der Fleck Auf Dem Spiegel, Den Der Atemhauch Schafft” – a self-portrait by Dieter Appelt.
So I was walking along a really dark corridor, and I came across this at the corner of the room. At first I was like, “who is this uncivilized person taking a nap in the museum?!” and I was wondering why none of the museum staff was doing anything about it. Then it hit me that it might be an actual artist who is just making a statement. Then fear overcame me and in my mind I was all “holy shit, this artist might just turn around and scream at me”. So I tried my best to turn around quietly and slowly, and once I was out of its way, I ran towards my mom. It was only later that I realized it’s not an actual person, but just an artwork made of well, clothes and hair.
“Untitled (White Library” by Wilfredo Prieto. My friends would totally agree with me when I say this library is so Andrea-esque. It’s white, and super neat. Although my mom had to destroy the moment by saying, “this looks like a library for the dead”. Sigh. The museum gave this quote, which I immediately resonated with:
“No Visible Means of Escape” by Marc Quinn
All in all, I really enjoyed myself in MONA, the art pieces were really thought-provoking, and I would definitely recommend the museum to anyone with a penchant for art, and um, death.
Here’s my outfit to MONA: Gap sweater, Topshop top, H&M shorts, Hush Puppies wedges