Casual Comments 3 and Museo de Arte

10/15/11

I am certain now the PR will be the death of me. Four of seven nights are devoted to partying. Me, party,....no. However the rest of the city does it on a regular basis. Tuesday-Fridays are party nights. Loud, rythmic, pulsating, and well....annoying, music can be heard from a club 3 blocks away. With the window panes retracted and ear plugs in, the music still sounds like a person is talking directly into my ears. It is that loud, and well...a n n o y i n g. A muffled obnoxious DJ, sounding similar to the Charlie Brown teacher, crashes with the music to create a rythmic cacophinated mess. Did I mention it was annoying? Needless to say, sleeping is a problem. Between the club, loud cars and buses, insufferable horn honking and people yelling to each other on the streets, I am slowing morphing into the walking dead.

The weather is predictably miserable. “The forecast for today is....sticky”. I have discovered there are three typical days in PR. The first is very hot and mildly humid. The sun is, sadistic. It sits up in the sky like a kid with a magnifying glass torching all who wanderer under its lens. The second type of day is mildly hot and very humid. These days feel like you are in a sauna except there is no exit. Stickyness becomes the norm. And the third type of day is very hot and very humid. These days I want to kick over the refridgerator and seal myself in the cold refridgerated coffin. 

On a lighter note, I went to the Museum of Arte.  It was...interesting.  Puerto Rico art is very strange to me.  There were a lot of abstract pieces and a lot of religious pieces, and there were only a few that made me stop and say..."wow".  Unfortunately, I was not allowed to take pictures. However, ... here are some anyways just for your viewing pleasure.

I love the expression.

 3-D exhibits

There was a botanical garden outside with various sculptures and a nifty pond with koi fish.

 

Click on the picture. Can you see the angels?

 My favorite are the works done by Rafael Trufinyo.  I would like to have some of his stuff.

It had exhibits from Jose Campeche, the first puerto rican painter. He specialized in the typical stuffy 18th century portraits (you know the ones....the person wearing the goofy military garb and no expression on their face) and religious scenes feature creepy, half-naked, baby angels.  It did amaze me how his paintings looked like they were taken with a camera rather than using a brush and canvas (the portraits, not the creepy half-naked baby angels).  How do artists do that?  It was a pleasant experience and highly recommend visiting!