I felt as if I’d become an extra in Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. When Johnny Depp has taken more drugs again and he sees the weirdest stuff, and it’s all creepy and crawly. That’s what it was like. I even joked about OD-ing with the Resident IT Consultant, despite the two of us being the most strait-laced people in existence.
We should have known better. We went to Mjellby Konstmuseum on one of the hottest afternoons we’ve had the misfortune to encounter for some time. Daughter reckoned it’d be interesting to see the exhibition on Sandy Skoglund. It was. Interesting. Not nice. Although Daughter liked it, which is what counts, really.
And I overheard other visitors enthusing about the pictures, so I’m clearly in a minority.
We enjoyed seeing some new-to-us paintings by Halmstadgruppen in another part of the museum. I gather they have lent a number of the usual exhibits to somewhere, which meant they had dug out some other paintings to hang. And we liked those.
From Mjellby we went on a wild goose chase which led nowhere much, until we finally got home again, complete with headaches. I went to bed, and emerged later to find the Resident IT Consultant with his headache, asking where he could find aspirin. (Men!) I was so out of it that I gave him two, and then wondered if I’d accidentally overdosed him, and he’d be seeing creepy-crawlies here too. Double checked, and found I hadn’t. Will stay at home from now on.
The budding photographer had to be educated. The Lee Miller exhibition at Mjellby Konstmuseum seemed a good choice, so we took ourselves off to admire Lee Miller’s famous photos. We’ve been to Mjellby numerous times, but never ‘on foot’, which is sort of interesting seeing as it’s in the middle of fields out in the country. The bus stop isn’t too far away, so we walked along the side of the field.
I got a little annoyed with staff happily trying to charge me double what I should pay to get in. If I can read the sign with ticket prices, then surely so can they?
Lee Miller was interesting, but I should possibly have come equipped with reading glasses to see the photos properly. As usual we arrived just as a guided talk had begun, so as usual we skirted round the large group. They had an interesting looking film on in a side room, but as Daughter pointed out, it lasted 55 minutes, so we only watched for maybe fifteen.
On our way out we came across local artist Thomas Frisk and Mrs Frisk on their way in. It’s always good to know that we go where the professionals go, too. And as I said to Daughter; had we known they were coming we could have hitched a lift. Maybe.
We decided against cups of tea in their very attractive looking café, on the basis that it’s not been good before. Cowardly, I know. Our very first time I was tremendously impressed by asking for a soft drink for Offspring, and being greeted by a blank look of ‘Oh, children. Don’t they drink coffee? Oops, we don’t seem to have anything soft. And no milk.’ To give them their due, someone in the staff sacrificed their own bottle of something fizzy.
Other than special exhibitions Mjellby has a great collection of paintings by Halmstadgruppen. This group of Halmstad artists from mainly the first half of the twentieth century, counts among my more favourite painters, and their work is always worth seeing.