As most of you who read this also have me on Facebook, I went to Tate Modern today. For those that do not have me on Facebook, I went to Tate Modern today.

Now, prepare yourself, I am going to rant. Just a little, I promise.

I went to Tate Modern with an open mind, I honestly did not know what kind of art would be seen by my eyes. So, I decided I would give it a try. When I first went in, I knew the admission was free and some parts were not, I couldn't figure out where the free admission was and where the "not free" admission was. So I just kind of, meandered my way in and if someone was going to ask for a ticket, I would blondely state that "I thought the entire building was free." Anyway, I enter "The Tanks." Interestingly enough, you don't get submerged into water! Which was what I was expecting, I was thinking of something along the lines of water or wine or some military ensemble. I was very wrong. One 'chamber' is just a whole bunch of people sitting and standing, in no real formation, then the lights change and they start singing about politics and world destruction. I wasn't sure if I should laugh or applaud, maybe even join in on the hymn. It was all very perplexing, and not in a way that gave me any definitive answer as to why I was perplexed. It just "was" perplexing.

So, not even 5 minutes into the museum and I'm already a little frustrated, however, I am to keep an open mind and reflect afterwards on what my opinion is. 

I carry on to the next chamber, oh, my bad, "tank" and hear a bunch of old women talking about growing old. Topics that included sensuality, religion, nursing homes, children and loneliness. This one I found to be the most interesting, probably the best thing about the whole museum.
Well, after that there were some more tanks with no lights and silent movies, that could hardly decide on definitive topic. Then a tank that on lookers were supposed to participate in, playing drums or talking on a microphone. I am at a museum, not Science World.

If I wanted to watch lights change while I talk into a microphone I would check out Science World. Modern art has blurred the line between science and art. 

Can we just re-name modern art, to something a little more catchy and perfectly descriptive? How about Science & Art?!

After I got completely bored with "The Tanks" I went on upstairs to where the real modern art is, not some gimmicky science trick. Something that takes time, not just a set up chair in the middle of a room with a green light emanating from some unknown source.

I enter. 

An abstract fair. 

Now, don't get me wrong, some abstract art can be really good, but half the pieces shown in the gallery were done by artists that I've never heard of, and it looked like any other abstract art gallery out there. There were a few pieces that I found I really admired and could see in a room with some furniture and a warm family setting. That was mainly because I could see that the artist had some life to base the drawing or painting on. That, in my mind, is good abstract art. Not 6 squares of different colours on a wall in a Tetris reference.

Okay, so, I think you get my drift, besides I am bored of this topic. It irritates me. I like historical art, that's all there is to it.

On to the next order of business!

I want friends!!!

No, like seriously, I want some friends. The ones I have back home, I wish they were here to do things with me and figure the city out. Humans are not meant to be on their own. They need interaction, well at least I do. I know I shouldn't be complaining, but I am in an entirely different culture. It does not even compare to "moving to Victoria." There at least you can easily get certain things, or have an idea of where they might be. In England grocery shopping is COMPLETELY different. As well as trying to find out where things are, I am thankful for my Iphone 4s. I would be stumbling around like a complete idiot without it.

I am getting tired of typing and so is my stomach, it's telling me to eat something. Besides, this post is quite long.. Sorry 'bout tha'!

Until my next post, I promise it won't be as "rant-y."