I went to the ‘van Gogh Live’ exhibition in Canberra this morning. It was an abominable experience.
The parking machine (cards only, no legal tender accepted) took over 10mins to organize two parking tickets.
We walked in and ordered two lattes. There was only one other order which was also for two coffees. After 17 minutes of watching three staff wander around and chat, I told them that we couldn’t wait any longer and left. Someone did locate us and presented us with the lattes a few minutes later. Credit where due.
We entered the exhibition. Only the government could take the exquisite beauty of van Gogh’s art and degrade it to something so childish and ugly.
There was no art, just film of the paintings. Down the middle of each painting was the thick black line that joined the screens. As one tried to absorb the already disappointing display, it would change to another painting. Superimposed over them were falling rain drops or shooting stars, whatever the children who designed it thought desirable to improve Vincent’s masterpieces.
I left after ten minutes.
I’m 76 and have literally never been so raging angry in my life. It’s a pity that van Gogh wasn’t Russian. Then they would have cancelled the exhibition and I would have saved myself $57.
People build civilizations; governments destroy them.
Go to the van Gogh exhibition in Amsterdam. It’s the real thing.