TRAVEL DIARY

A weblog regularly updated by Jodi Rose.

Saturday, February 4, 2006

10:16 PM
Posted by jodi rose

and the other andy warhol quote from the musuem homepage is 'making money is the real art' or words to that effect. my sympathies go to alex tew, who looks like having to pay out more than the million he made from his inspired meta-sales homepage, after the Russian mafia hackers took it down. Never dismiss a threatening email from the Russians.

there's been a few art thefts recently - in the UK people are stealing bronze sculptures, the police think to melt them down for scrap metal.
and in levice the five most expensive paintings at the gallery we just visited were stolen a few weeks ago.

art, it's a dangerous business.

lucky I'm conceptual, there's not much to take really, cause once an idea's out there it's hard to steal. and when I ever do have any cash, it all goes on travel, bridges... and more travel.

had a great rave with danny and orshe tonight, about the old picture viewers - they both have czech and hungarian fairytales for them, and sent me to an antique shop in esztergom to look for one. diavetito mesefilmek in case you have one lying around to spare.

all for tonight, trying to stay sane and get enough sleep. enjoying the hungarian avante-jazz-dub-polka stylings of Másfél, 'En garde!' - my first cd for the sonic intervention. A38 and playground records.

some of the brilliant Masfel intro rave by Nagz:

'One tried to be a representative of all the illusions given by Life: care, sleepless nights, champagne, quiet days in a rocking chair, neighbours rattling at 4 in the morning, celebrating the fourth anniversary of the rocking machine... But Life - as such - tends to raise obstacle wherever it can, and if you don't watch out for a second, it will take all: car, house, career, enthusiasm, rocking chair, or even the neighbour...

..what there is: drum and bass, jungle, bud, polka, salsa, Polish working class songs and... what there isn't any more: trash, disco, csardas, new wave, no wave... one must keep abreast of times. Life whispered so. Everything is getting better all the time, right?'

and just to keep it all post-modern and in the family, quoting 'Chris in the morning' from Northern Exposure, when he loses his voice to beauty and has to capture the spirit of the most beautiful woman in town to regain it:

"If music is the pathway to the soul, as Voltaire suggested - then speech is the pathway to other people. Live in silence and you live alone."

the final word from maurice: 'Out here in the wilderness, a woman's got to do what a woman's got to do.' Hear here.