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Mar. 29th, 2006 09:29 amOne of yesterday's outings was a trip to the Mendel art gallery. My favourite annual exhibit, CoolArt, (formerly SchoolArt) is currently on display. This is the exhibit where kids from schools all over Saskatoon submit their art to the collection and it's on display for a few months. It's one of the most creative exhibits each year.
In another section of the gallery, there was a special retrospective on Joni Mitchell's childhood, prepared by her mother, Myrtle. Joni was born in Alberta, and moved to Saskatoon at age 11. She considers Saskatoon to be her hometown. The exhibit consisted of old drawings, poems, photographs and report cards. Joni didn't do well in math and most of her teachers wrote, "Joan should pay attention to subjects other than art." By the time she got to high school, she was quite beautiful. In high school, her classmates voted her the most fashionable and joked in the yearbook that she was never on time for anything.
Last night, [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com], our friend Scotty and I went to see an old Jack Nicholson movie at the Broadway. The movie is called "The Passenger" and it's a movie from 1973, in which Nicholson, a reporter, steals the identity of an arms trader. However, it's a post-modern movie and so he never trades any arms and the whole thing is incredibly slow, with these really weird drawn out shots, no score or sound, and very little dialogue. All three of us found it to be a bit long. The only thing that it really had going for it were great cinematography and bad 70s fashion.
In another section of the gallery, there was a special retrospective on Joni Mitchell's childhood, prepared by her mother, Myrtle. Joni was born in Alberta, and moved to Saskatoon at age 11. She considers Saskatoon to be her hometown. The exhibit consisted of old drawings, poems, photographs and report cards. Joni didn't do well in math and most of her teachers wrote, "Joan should pay attention to subjects other than art." By the time she got to high school, she was quite beautiful. In high school, her classmates voted her the most fashionable and joked in the yearbook that she was never on time for anything.
Last night, [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com], our friend Scotty and I went to see an old Jack Nicholson movie at the Broadway. The movie is called "The Passenger" and it's a movie from 1973, in which Nicholson, a reporter, steals the identity of an arms trader. However, it's a post-modern movie and so he never trades any arms and the whole thing is incredibly slow, with these really weird drawn out shots, no score or sound, and very little dialogue. All three of us found it to be a bit long. The only thing that it really had going for it were great cinematography and bad 70s fashion.